Life suggests I
should prepare to die,
implies it would be
glad to help me
get set. Death might occur
before the end of this or
that sentence. St. Denis,
about prayer, says this:
Start by praying you may
live long enough to pray.
I try to get ready,
am no quick study,
think that it is all
done, that I hear a call.
I don’t know, so
help me, God, to go
on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I'll start by praying I may live long enough to finish this comment. I have always wanted to be older. My first big goal was fifteen and a half; learners permit to drive my grandparents big white Buick Special with the portholes. Next sixteen; to drive on my own. Then twenty-one; legal age for everything back then. Then I was in no rush. It's different now as I edge close to sixty. I can fully appreciate your poem. I want to be older; one day at a time. I know the alternative of not getting older; not being able to finish at lot; Amen. Tom