I saw Mr Death the other day,
and said I have a few things to say to you.
For starters, I am not coming with you.
You can pull all you want,
but I will resist all the way.
There are too many things that I have to do.
Before I think of going with you,
I am in debt to too many friends.
Until those debts are paid,
you can go and whistle,
because I am not coming with you.
There are also too many things
I have yet to achieve.
Therefore, you might as well leave me alone,
until I have them done.
So Mr Death I am saying goodbye to you.
Come back in about forty years time,
I might just have about everything done by then.
(7 October 2007)
As I like to say lots 'God isn't ready for me Yet.' In this case it's most definitely so, for you're needed on earth at least until you're a hundred and one! ! ! ! ! hugs, marci.xo
Well if he excepts debts for letting you live, i am going to live forever my friend..10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I'm glad you gave him a piece of your mind David. Leave him to the wasters, not the busy people who have lots of good things to do. I can see you have your feet firmly planted on the ground! ! ! ! ! ! Loved this one. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX