Everybody I used to know is dying
Old friends, old actors, and singers
Never thought age would catch up
With my young sixties generation
When we were living large forever
Time snuck by without me seeing it
Suddenly my generation was old
Our expiration dates running out
Somehow I’ve survived so far
Even a cancer couldn’t kill me
Heart failure silently trying
To end my life any day now
But it’s not having much luck
Maybe Death wants to torture me
With a mind numbing dementia
Before it takes my waning life
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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