Dreams unfulfilled
Goals unreached
Success slipping through
fingers outstretched
Destiny?
or the unseen force
holding each one in place
Fret not my friend
For when the sun sets
The mystery is unlocked
Yes...
Some dreams of the young
Some goals of the unwise
Ahh...
let it slip through
the fingers of time
For in the afterglow of life
When the last breath surrenders
To the eternal end
Only one thing matters
We are going home!

Jemarie Ragudo

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-matters-most-3/