and so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I’ll say it clear
I’ll state my case of which I’m certain.
I’ve lived a life that’s full,
I travelled each and every highway
And more, much more than this,
but then again too few to mention.
and saw it through, without exemption.
I planned each charted course
each careful step, along the byway
And more, much more than this,
Yes there were times, I’m sure you knew,
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up, and spit it out,
I faced it all, and I stood tall,
I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried,
I’ve had my fill, my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so a musing.
To think, I did all that, and may I say,
For what is a man, what has he got,
If not himself, then he has not,
To say the things, he truly feels,
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows, I took the blows,
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