Poem #11

What am I going to do with the time given to me?
Watch it all fritter away endlessly,

Let each moment pass on by,
To just exist, to just die,

Or am I going to set it all alight?
Seize the day, take off in flight,

Become as free as bird,
As brave as a bear,

A strong boundless roar, in life’s air .

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