Freelance Writing · Poetry and Prose

I’m Gonna Live to Be 102

When I was in my late twenties, I attempted to get a life insurance policy. They said I was too much of a risk. This is my answer to that agent and anyone who wonders just how long this life may go on.

I’m gonna live to be 102

How do I know? How do you?

Three heart surgeries, six pacemakers

Four, twelve, and nineteen

              At forty-six, I’m still here

   And on the maternal track record of life

            Daughter and wife

Mother, maybe

Each passing generation added another few years

  Lots of laughter, little tears

Dare to dream. Dream to live, there is so much to do.

                 How do I know? How do you?

                  Don’t you know? I’m gonna live to be 102.

 

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