Like many i have known of my good days and bad
And i know what it is like to be happy and sad
And though physically my better days in the long gone
I am one who does love life and i want to live on
I do not have a house that i can call my own
And of any success in life i have not known
But i care not if others my praises never sing
I just live in my own way and do my own thing
As a young man i used to daydream i would be a poet
In the Literary World a person of note
But daydreams are just that and for few come true
And from life we receive what is only our due
But for the famous and non famous a last night and day
We are born to die life is this way.
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