My Epitaph

 

The start of life God gave to me,

Its end not mine to choose;

The middle, though, was my one chance:

Live well, or life misuse.

 

For every person on this earth

Has but one choice to make:

Take life as is, and make it yours,

Or prospects grand forsake.

 

One path may lead to fortunes large,

A life filled up with fame;

Another leads to dark despair,

Where no one knows your name.

 

And one more path, so rarely trod,

Where stride the brave, the great;

The path of honor and success,

Yet lined with strife and hate.

 

And so, I hope I took the path

Of those who’ve done so well;

My life was only mine to live—

Its outcome, yours to tell.

Author's Note

Just for fun, because I was reading epitaphs at the time.