Tuesday, February 26, 2013

What I Would Give

Sixty six years have passed since my life's journey began
And in the life of a human being in time  this is a good span
And since for all of us there is a last night and day
The end of me cannot be that far away
Though death is  part of life which seems obviously clear
It is only the fear of dying that i do fear
And  since i am one not born to be brave
To fear one might say i have become a slave
How quickly the Seasons do seem to go by
On looking back the years how fast time did fly
It is said from living life experience we do gain
But what i would give for to be young again
Walking in the fields on a  balmy evening in Spring
Listening to the nesting birds whistle and sing.

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