Some People Call Me Laughing Boy Poem by NIGEL SANDERS

Some people call me laughing boy
Some say that I'm a clown
Until you've walked in my shoes
Please don't put me down

Some people worry ‘bout growing old
But that don't worry me
In fact I hope that old age
Is something I get to see

Some day when I'm old and grey
I'll look back on what I've done
I can face the world and say
My life has sure been fun

Forget your disappointments
They'll vanish in the air
But when they passed out happiness
I hope you got your fair share

None of us ever know
When we will be gone
Hopefully we leave behind
Something that will live on

We all want to be remembered
In one way or another
By friends we made along the way
Or by a grieving lover