Life
When we are born, we do not know,
What life has got in store.
But if we did then perhaps maybe,
We’d want a little bit more.
We do not know if there’s a plan,
Or if life’s made of luck.
Plans we know don’t always work,
And sometimes come unstuck,
One thing we know, is life is short,
Too short to hesitate.
So make the most of what you do,
Heaven will not wait.
(For Dave)
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