All But Twenty
He laid there on his bed of death,
and wishing through his last of breath.
Just one more chance LORD let me get,
I'll do it right,
you won't regret.
But life is all but full of chance,
and once its gone you can't go back.
So make your plans and do it wisely,
the dreams you conquer must be timely.
As I watched him die he did remind me,
he was all but twenty.
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