My last poem

This is the last poem I wrote, five and a half years ago. Unfortunately, it still seems to be appropriate.

Live life with glee. Hold close your friends.
Embrace the sunshine as you play.
Dance, dance, until tomorrow ends.

Abandon grief. All nature tends
your hurts with love, so that you may
live life with glee. Hold close your friends.

To weather storms that nature sends
saplings quickly learn to sway.
Dance, dance, until tomorrow ends.

As each concentric ring appends
the new oak nears its final day.
Live life with glee. Hold close your friends.

Time's ruthless finger points, then bends,
to beckon forth life's final pay.
Dance, dance, until tomorrow ends.

A mighty oak no longer bends.
Time steals the treasures of today.
Live life with glee. Hold close your friends.
Dance, dance, until tomorrow ends.