Keepers
I cannot give away
My birth–I came.
I cannot give away
My body–it carries me.
I cannot give away
My experiences–they built me.
I cannot give away
My memories–they layered me.
I cannot give away
My future–I have to go to it.
I cannot give away
My death–it preordained me.
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I love this. Thank you.
Good, I wondered if it were too cheesy. I am 76 and thinking about this life stage often. My peers are leaving by the week.