Of all the places that I have been;
Of all the scenes that I have seen;
Of all the dreams I dare to dream;
I am the one who sets the theme.
Life’s lived to an unknown number;
Not aware how far to final slumber.
If you've made friends, family smile;
You're a winner of the golden mile.
Its time for you to take your rest,
Content that you gave of your best.
You leave behind those you've met,
You've lived a life without regret.
If you return once more to sing,
Good advice, don't change a thing.
What's to improve on times gone by?
Not an issue, why would you try?
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