Shall I die to put the breath to sleep
or meet each day unto death I keep
to walk a lonely line that never ends
or profess my love to better friends
to drink the swill that ails all bones
or follow the dog that leads me home
life is a test is it not for better or worse
till death do us part if only you go first
lively games are played and lost in bed
wise to keep awake then lose your head
well to remain friends then beg or borrow
nor tell a lie and forget all by tomorrow
to crawl, to stumble, to walk, to run or leap
to want, to worry, to have, or love too deep
life is a mystery, a conundrum to meet
stay awake for we lose too much to sleep
BB2015
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 9:06 AM UTC
Shall I die to put the breath to sleep
or meet each day unto death I keep
to walk a lonely line that never ends
or profess my love to better friends
to drink the swill that ails all bones
or follow the dog that leads me home
life is a test is it not for better or worse
till death do us part if only you go first
lively games are played and lost in bed
wise to keep awake then lose your head
well to remain friends then beg or borrow
nor tell a lie and forget all by tomorrow
to crawl, to stumble, to walk, to run or leap
to want, to worry, to have, or love too deep
life is a mystery, a conundrum to meet
stay awake for we lose too much to sleep
BB2015
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