All the Living


Death has waited too long

To win in fatal sport

Life is more of a sprint

Time is always short


Dawdled and dallied

The reaper running late

While I have fully lived

There is nothing left to take


I have gulped from life

Till stomach may burst

Drank more than a share

Bore no unsated thirst


I had seen grim hand

When I was but young

I could hear the ticking

Knew how game was won


So, knock when you must

I will greet you at the door

I have bested you, my friend

What all the living was for


17 Responses to “All the Living”
  1. It is your ability to truly “live in the moment”, with little worry about what is behind you nor what is in front of you, that I am most envious of. Love you!

  2. beth says:

    it’s the living that matters –

  3. yassy says:

    Good stuff, Brad.

  4. I can relate but I am not ready to be greeting reaper at the door.

  5. petespringerauthor says:

    Beating the odds. Everything is a bonus from here on.

  6. Jim Borden says:

    to a life well-lived!

  7. jonicaggiano says:

    Wow what a great piece about feeling you have done what you came to do. God isn’t done with you yet Brad. Lovely my friend. ❤️🤗 Jonikins

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