I've picked flowers that weren't mine ..
I've climbed mountains and used up time ..
Found out one day we all die ..
loved those precious gifts that has one sigh ..
I've drank from springs that nature gave ..
wears out until we meet our grave ..
I've sang in and to hundreds so far away ..
Painted landscapes wrote poetry in my way
I've met married women years later that gave me a memory smile ..
And this I know .. Living life with all I am is sure worthwhile ..