Tomorrow Never Comes

In three days I'll be seventy, that's three score years and ten. I'll have had the promised lifetime that the good book gives me then. I'll prepare to meet my maker as I live on borrowed time and on each day that is added I'll make fun a friend of mine I've had all the usual struggles as I've lived a life that's full and in pain and loss and sadness I have shared life's bitter pill. But in hope and joy and loving I have learned to bear some pain and to rise from deep depression to enjoy life's fruits again. With a cup that feels half empty you should see the half that's full and with fun replace it's contents till it starts to overfill. So I'll enjoy each moment that is added to life's span and play the hand that's dealt me with all the fun I can. Seventy years has taught me to live life for every day and to never count tomorrows for they may not come your way! Ivor G Davies