Saturday, March 5, 2016

The Choreography of Life




















Half my life, was unrehearsed moves,
Gambles, left to fate and chance…
The rest of my life, followed a plan;
A well-rehearsed, and flawless dance.

Most people at the end of life,
Wish they had decades more.
I lived my life like Felix the Cat;
A bag of tricks on the dance floor. 

I celebrated every day,
Dog-earing each diary page...
Yet now without my co stars 
It's time to leave the stage.

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