How Great

Poem By Francis Duggan

Make the most of your young years time ticks on and on
At the stroke of midnight today will have gone
And who is to know what tomorrow will bring
The future remains as an uncertain thing
The young person may expect to outlive an ageing one like me
But in life as is said there is no guarantee
The Reaper of lives may come reaping your way
And ignore the one who is ageing and gray
Children playing in the park playground enjoying their fun
And running about in the warm evening sun
Perhaps as happy now as they ever will be
Their laughter tells of them of cares they are free
In the warm winds of Autumn white butterflies play
How great to be living on such a nice day.

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