A Far Better Place . . .

As has been said about so many
And will be for ourselves I’m sure.
She’s in a far better place now
Than she’s ever been before.

We go through life a struttin’
Proud of what we’ve done.
Now here we are a strugglin’
With no place to hide or run.

Our bodies started falling apart
Oh, a long time ago.
At first we thought it would go away
We’d just have to take it slow.

Now we realize t’was the start of a process
Of which we’d only read.
Too bad at the other end
We only end up dead.

But you have to stop and cogitate
And let your mind revive.
You could get old, forgetful, and feeble
And still remain alive.

So don’t wish for yourself or others
A life so very long.
Unless you wish also for
A mind that’ll remain strong.