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A Solitary Life in Twelve Lines

A poetic musing on the ups and downs of a single person’s life and death.

When one is spry and healthy, being alone is not too bad.
Though there is no other there is much fun to be had.

When aches and pains have started but are not yet too severe,
life is still quite manageable even though there’s no one near.

When movement becomes harder, and it’s difficult to bend,
that’s when one starts to regret the absence of a friend.

When pain from doing simple things does make it hard to live,
one becomes quit penitent and asks Him to forgive.

And when the end is imminent, one sits and does reflect.
They think about their choices and their life in every respect.

When the last breaths finally come one hopes for the bright light calling.
They pray that their final trip is up; they fear that it might be falling!
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