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When Retirement Comes

At first you’re free to spend your days To roam the earth, if wealth obeys. Choose not to do those daily tasks Instead, out in the sun to bask. Each day as new adventure’s sought Regret seeps in, you really ought… To do something more with each year To waste time is your greatest fear. As you slow down thoughts will unfurl What mark did you make on this world? A new path lays before you now To make life matter, you must vow… “I will not stop. I’ll carry on Until my final breath is drawn”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 9/9/2016 10:43:00 PM
An echo of my own sometime thoughts. I enjoyed your poem ... CayCay
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