Approaching
Fifty in five years'
Time, twenty to
Thirty years more
To keep this body
On hire, till it gets
Doused in fire on a
Funeral pyre
(I'll be 45 this year)
An interesting poem. As an improbability we arrive. A borrowed body from eternity. When it wears out, as it must, back it goes.++10
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Thank you, Robert for your thoughtful review.