There lays a man in intensive care Without a care in the world
He said:
He sits aside As the world grows old For he has accomplished everything he's wished And rests assured in a state of bliss
Achieving this if oft missed by the masses Who peer through panes with clouded glasses So protect a future of achieved potential Only live and love with your time Someday you may be lucky to share This sublime perspective of mine
He smiled gently and quitely sighs As we both left the room with tears in our eyes