I Live My Life

I Live My Life
By Scott L Vannatter
September 14, 2012

I live my life just like a jet
Moving and running, never is set
My gait is wide open I am really alive
I am living my life; hey, I am five

I live my life just like a plane
I go here and there, not to be seen again
I hoop and I holler; I make such a din
I am living my life; hey, I am ten

I live my life just like a race car
I move here and there, both near and far
I can handle anything; though it looks like a zoo
I am living my life; I am twenty-two

I live my life just like an old Chevy
I move to new houses, though the tasks may be heavy
My job’s wearing thin; I’m tired of eating so late
I am living my life; I am thirty and eight

I live my life just like a shiny, new bike
I still climb those mountains, a wondrous hike
I tire of the old; I need to train a bit more
I am living my life; I am forty and four

I live my life just like a small deer
I still move quite well, just more around here
I am looking to settle with my piece of Heaven
I am living my life; I am fifty and seven

I live my life just like a small boat
I am still doing my work to keep us afloat
I am staying at home more; just you look and see
I am living my life; I am sixty and three

I live my life now more like a raft
Still doing some things like reading and craft
I am slow but I’m steady and still can have fun
I am living my life at seventy-one.

I live my life now like a wagon that’s pulled
I enjoy sleeping late and my memory’s dulled
I use a cane to go slowly but fine
I am living my life; I’m now eighty-nine

I’ve lived most of my life like one thing or other
I miss all my friends, my Dad and my Mother
I think I have done most what I will do
I still have my life at one hundred and two.

For all of you people who’ve passed through my reaching
I hope you will learn from all of my teaching
To live each year happy, not filled up with fear
I have lived all my life and was happy right here.

Namaste,
Scott

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Comments

  • Marisa  On September 15, 2012 at 12:28 pm

    Very beautiful, Scott!

    Like

  • Indira  On September 15, 2012 at 8:44 am

    Beautifully depicted all phases of life and what a great thing to be able to say ‘;
    To live each year happy, not filled up with fear
    I have lived all my life and was happy right here.’

    I Live My Life
    By Scott L Vannatter
    September 14, 2012

    I live my life just like a jet
    Moving and running, never is set
    My gait is wide open I am really alive
    I am living my life; hey, I am five

    I live my life just like a plane
    I go here and there, not to be seen again
    I hoop and I holler; I make such a din
    I am living my life; hey, I am ten

    I live my life just like a race car
    I move here and there, both near and far
    I can handle anything; though it looks like a zoo
    I am living my life; I am twenty-two

    I live my life just like an old Chevy
    I move to new houses, though the tasks may be heavy
    My job’s wearing thin; I’m tired of eating so late
    I am living my life; I am thirty and eight

    I live my life just like a shiny, new bike
    I still climb those mountains, a wondrous hike
    I tire of the old; I need to train a bit more
    I am living my life; I am forty and four

    I live my life just like a small deer
    I still move quite well, just more around here
    I am looking to settle with my piece of Heaven
    I am living my life; I am fifty and seven

    I live my life just like a small boat
    I am still doing my work to keep us afloat
    I am staying at home more; just you look and see
    I am living my life; I am sixty and three

    I live my life now more like a raft
    Still doing some things like reading and craft
    I am slow but I’m steady and still can have fun
    I am living my life at seventy-one.

    I live my life now like a wagon that’s pulled
    I enjoy sleeping late and my memory’s dulled
    I use a cane to go slowly but fine
    I am living my life; I’m now eighty-nine

    I’ve lived most of my life like one thing or other
    I miss all my friends, my Dad and my Mother
    I think I have done most what I will do
    I still have my life at one hundred and two.

    For all of you people who’ve passed through my reaching
    I hope you will learn from all of my teaching
    To live each year happy, not filled up with fear
    I have lived all my life and was happy right here.

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