When he was a kid it took forever to reach age 21
and be totally legal and totally free.
Then the unexpected happened after that
when he thought he’d be young forever.
The years began speeding up
slowly at first, then faster and faster
and faster and faster and faster!
At age sixty when he wanted the years to slow down,
They went into overdrive and seemed to go 100 miles an hour
until the days seemed to pass like the speed had doubled
just when he wanted to put the brakes on and avoid dying
as long as he possibly and humanly could.
Then one day he woke up and found out he was 80
and dying of cancer. In what seemed like a week
months sped by and in what seemed like seconds, he was dead.
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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