Lucky, ever so fotunate to have experienced a childhood,

There comes a time when It like everything must disappear.

Most things turn to memory, traveling down the road we go,
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We all have a lifetime no matter the length of our visit here.

From today until forever I have the rest of my life to see things,

My road may not be so long or It could be that I have a longer life left.

What’s ahead of me Is partially known just as the rest remains a mystery,

The rest of my life Is truly a gift from god that will continue until nomore,

The rest of my life will be a journey like none before, I see today, tomorrow maybe.

Keith Garrett