1-22-2003
Our time on earth is but the briefest breath
in the most forbidding storm.
There's just a second between our death
and the day that we were born.
Our lives are spent in futile struggle,
like ants in a hopeless dance,
to make some meaning from this muddle
and find where to take our stance.
Our youthful dreams would surely lead
to fortune answering heaven's call,
But now we find that our greatest need
is just to try to sleep at all.
So while we have our health and mind
and our bodies respond to call,
Let us take some thoughtful time
to sort the meaning of it all.
And when it's all been said and done
and there's nothing left to do.
the greatest things we may have found.
are the friendships we hold true.
And in conclusion I will recall
a message from the sages,
A little thought that "says it all"
and echoes through the ages.
"Though life is hard and full of shit,
Enjoy it while you can.
It's the only life you'll ever get."
Happy Birthday there Old Man.
copyright(c) 2003, 2014 Wm Schaeffer
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