Some people say,
life ends up this way
we all end up alone
living in some nursing home
I plan to be alive and well
when I am old enough to die
this is the optimism of an old soul who is young
I know I can die
any time
still we all hope to be happy at the end
to have someone, besides the staff
besides family
a love into old age
and into the grave…
I know what I feel are the doubts of a young man
along the lines of the vision of an older man
knowing something about life, as I do…
living alone is to suffer
dying alone without a companion soul
is sorrow…
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crisgrey117 
August 3, 2012 at 6:10 pm |
I love this one, it leaves a wonderful message, and it takes a journey from the beginning to the end. I like the subtle rhyming throughout. Very nicely done.
August 4, 2012 at 3:01 am |
thank you much, your kind words are appreciated, I simply love your blog by the way.
August 4, 2012 at 8:35 pm
You’re very welcome and the love is mutual! xD I look forward to your poetry 🙂
August 7, 2012 at 4:27 am |
Like your writing style. Poetry is an old love of mine. Haven’t done it in a while. This is beautiful. Keep writing. 🙂
August 7, 2012 at 5:05 pm |
I would love to read some, always looking for new material, thanks for the complement, will take a look at your blog later.