I close my eyes

I close my eyes, I am getting old
What should I pray for, why be so bold?
I have children and they have theirs
I wonder if they say their prayers?

I'm thankful for my ripe old age
I read, I write, so turn the page
I laugh a lot for life's so much fun
I've never been faced with a gun

Most people I've met I have loved
(But not as a kid when pushed and shoved)
I also noticed others eyes
Easy then to tell truth from lies

I want for nothing, that is the truth
Wish luck to Martin, Robyn and Ruth
And my grandkids for they are the best
As they live their lives both east and west

I'd love to meet my wife again
To be together without all her pain
I like to think she went ahead of me
To speak for me like an attorney

I would like to meet my dogs as well
They were much fun despite the smell
Many old friends too I'd like to meet
Through them all life has been so sweet

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