There’s no road map to growing old.
Despite what you might think or have been told.
The roads you’ll be forced to take
Will interrupt the plans you’ll make.
The very best we can do,
Is to roll with what life hands you.
There is no master plan,
We do the best we can,
And let the rest fall where it may…

POETRY

Leo Thomas

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