The Middle Ages? - Poem by Life Sparkles
The middle ages
could be anything
If I died at 32
I'd only be 16
If I died at 44
At 22 a middle age bore?
If I go and jump at 101
50.5 surely would be fun
if i could make it to 110
60's not bad for a rooster with hen
what if the middle ages are here today
for all of us, not long to stay?
God and the reaper know our day
when it comes it comes
we might as well play
when the bell chimes and we get no choice,
wanna be in the office, filling out an invoice?
or would you rather spend
each dear day
loving and giving
like there's only today?
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