This is not a poem…..it’s a question….have you ever thought about the ten things you want to do before you die?
Has it occurred to you that perhaps those things are not so important as you think? You just hold on to them like fantasies but never go that extra mile to get there.
Here are some answers I heard about from a friend. I’ve rewritten some dreams as they were far too quirky and private to write about. Just goes to show how different dreams can get, as different as the genes in our bodies……
Date a model
Have a family and a house
See my country win the World Cup
Build an orphanage
Talk to the wife more often
Cuddle the dog
Shed the paunch
Build the six pack
Travel the world
Take mom to the Eiffel Tower
Write a book…..
Do you want to share any of your 10 things?