Deadly Opposites

My grandpa died at 76
My uncle at 67
My grandma passed at 83
At 38 Aunty went to heaven

My poor mom died at 66
The same year as her twin sis
What evil with the bag of tricks
Could be the cause of this?

When dad nearly died at 71
My fate was foreseen
But he revived, that son of a gun
And to think I was 17

Yet at 72 he had a heart attack
Though was fit at 73
We were all psyched for his comeback
Plus it was doubly best for me

He had no problems at 74
And 75 was a breeze
Still I selfishly hoped for more
But there were no guarantees

Yet by god he made it to 79
Though was on the brink of death
But since the reverse was my deadline
I was able to catch my breath

Nonetheless he died at 82
Which for him was truly great
But that assured my future was through
Coz I just turned 28
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Beaufort Avatar
February 19, 2024 at 5:23 PM
You have a great sense of humor David. The topics you write about are interesting, funny, and some are very important. I am glad to have the opportunity to exchange these pleasantries!!! Hope you get many more years.
Makama Avatar
January 14, 2016 at 11:21 AM
#7 truly underrates this magnificent piece.. Absolutely brilliant
Yuhas Avatar
January 9, 2016 at 7:22 PM
Wow, it makes you kind of wonder. Nice write David.
Dietrich Avatar
December 13, 2015 at 7:49 PM
hmmm, seems you don't have super long lifers in your family!! I do, and yet I have so many aches and pains at 60, i am quite perplexed!! I sure enjoyed this one. Good luck to ya (don't eat processed foods and do lots of exercise!)_
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