I Only Can Hope

I only can hope i've not seen my last Spring
The great gift of life is a wonderful thing
I want to live on for as long as i can
And die in my sleep without pain as a very old man
I want to live to see the mud nest building pee wee
Build their cup shaped nest of mud on low branch of a tree
In September when the magpies in the moonlight
Does proclaim their borders in the dead of the night
At night the beautiful flute like notes so pleasant to hear
Of the birds who do sing at all times of year
The longest lived human life in time not a long span
So i do want to live to die as an old man
When the boobook owl calls on a balmy Spring night
And the magpies are warbling in the faint moonlight.