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Borrowed time: a poem

dianeneilson

Updated: Feb 23

We all exist on borrowed time

No length determined - yours or mine

The heavy cost of a sentient mind

Is to know that death, our souls will find


As children we are free from thoughts

Of ticking clocks and knowledge taught

Protected by youth's chrysalis

We thrive oblivious, in ignorant bliss


But sooner or later life's intervention

Reveals unwanted fear and tension

Our friend and family group gets thinner

We're all at risk. There are no winners


We all exist on borrowed time

All plod along the same old line

From birth to death - we have no choice

But to live our life, and in life, rejoice


For this transient life can bring much joy

A life-long love, two girls, a boy

A journey we can share together

A hand to hold through stormy weather


Two pairs of feet to walk new paths

Two brains to figure out the maths

Two pairs of eyes devour new sights

A pair of hands to hold on tight


We don't know what our paths will hold

What pain or treasures we'll behold

But oh, the joy to plot and plan

Adventures, dreams, a lot to cram


And cram we must for life is short

The end unknown, time can't be bought

So toast each day with vintage wine

For we all exist on borrowed time


 
 
 

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