Choice
Choice
1
Comes a time when all is said and done.
And there and then just turn and walk away.
When living is just no longer any fun.
2
And even if life was a race well run,
If it's at the end of a perfect day, why stay?
Comes a time when all is said and done.
3
As quality of life slips steadily away,
For every joyous ounce, a price to pay,
When living is just no longer any fun,
4
First pause and wallow in good memories.
Then with a soft chuckle, smile, and boldly say:
“Comes a time when all is said and done!”
5
Eventually, for all of us, it will come.
Despite desire the body will no longer Play;
When living is just no longer any fun.
6
Before dignity impairment is begun,
Will I face the inevitable? I may!
Comes a time when all is said and done,
When living is just no longer any fun!
Copyright © Keith Beavon | Year Posted 2016
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