I Am Lucky To Be Living

I am lucky to be living I hear and read of every day
People I know or know of who from life have passed away
Some aged and some middle aged some quite young in their prime
Compared to some I'm lucky to be granted so much time
I am three years with the sixty what hair I have left is gray
And to all it is quite obvious I have known a better day
But I want to go on living for as long as I can
And die in my sleep a painless death as a very old man
Some that I went to school with now with the departed lay
Some in the local cemetery others in graveyards from the old town far away
All of our life's journeys were different them I never more will meet
We share one thing in common we are natives of Millstreet
Like every other mortal I too was born to die
But I love life and I fear death of that why should I lie.