Longevity
My uncle’s almost ninety;
My aunt is eighty-five.
My father would be in-between
If he were still alive.
But he died thirty years ago,
Which only goes to show
Genetics isn’t all that counts
When it’s your time to go.
Since we don’t know the future
(And I think it’s good we can’t),
I hope that in longevity,
I’m closer to my aunt!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2013
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