NOT MY TIME TO GO!

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NOT MY TIME TO GO!

They say you must die,

When it’s your “time to go,”

But I say, if it’s MY time,

Then, it ain’t so!

 

There are many things

I still want to do,

I want to climb Mt. Everest,

And take up Kung Fu,

 

Besides, I want my lawyer

To have time to negotiate,

Whether I may enter

The Pearly Gates,

 

And before I go,

I want to sew more wild seeds,

And, if I have time,

I may do a few good deeds,

 

So, if you see Father Time,

Tell him I’ve no time for sorrow,

Maybe he can return

And ask again tomorrow!   😊

 

WHEN I DIE!

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WHEN I DIE!

When I die,

Please promise me, honey,

You won’t spend a lot of money

On a funeral, cuz that ain’t funny,

 

Instead, save the money

For your recreation,

See the world,

Take a vacation,

 

When I die,

Please just have me towed

In a cardboard box

To a nice country road,

 

Just leave me there,

Layin’ in the box,

With a can of sardines,

And in a pair of holey socks!   😊

LIFE’S STARK REALITY

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(Today, I wanted to compose a more serious poem, but, don’t worry, tomorrow, I plan to return to lighthearted stuff!)

LIFE’S STARK REALITY

When we were young,

We thought we’d live forever,

And until death’s bell has rung,

Most will dream on and never

 

Heed the signs that time

Is not on our side,

But our dreams, so sublime,

Will soon collide,

 

With life’s stark reality,

That we are here, then gone,

No immortal banality,

And all will die, alone, alone.

DAUGHTERS AND THEIR DADS II

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Do you ever revise or re-write a poem?  I do!  I am sure you do, too.  Here is a re-write of my poem I posted last Friday.  Actually, last Friday’s version was the “final version!” The original version today is a bit sadder.

DAUGHTERS AND THEIR DADS

Since the day she was born
With just a single curl,
A name she’s proudly worn
Is Daddy’s Little Girl!

Momma died when she was born,
Her babe, a tiny pearl,
Daddy’s heart was sad and torn,
But he loved his little girl!

Not as big as a minute,
She tagged along, fishin’,
What he did, she was in it,
Where he went: her mission!

Yes, she’s Daddy’s girl – whether
They’re together or apart!
She’s Daddy’s little pearl,
Cuz Daddy has her heart!

But one day, the doctor said,
Dad’s x-rays look real bad,
In six weeks, he’ll be dead,
Daddy’s girl was so sad.

Daddy, oh Daddy,
Please don’t go!
Daddy, oh Daddy,
She loves you so!

Daddy, oh Daddy,
Though you leave this world,
She’ll always be
Your little girl.

Daddies and their daughters
Have a special bond, you see,
A love no one taught her,
A love born naturally.