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Living Legend
Living Legend
When I'm through with it all
And my slippers are cold.
When my pipe is extinguished
And my favourite chair sold.
I wonder if all
Of those moments of life..
Like the picnics and laughter
Or the heart-ache and strife
Will be etched on a wall
For the newbies to find..
Or be words on a page
Of inspirational kind?
Will a shadow be cast
Where I kept out the light?
Or a candle of hope
Lifting spirits at night?
When I'm absent
Unable to fix the worlds wrongs
Will my ears hear the crying
Or grateful heart songs?
It's a tough one to know
As I ponder my fate
But one thing's for sure,
While I'm still here..
It's never too late
Jinjagoliath
20th February 2021
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