January 20, 2013

 

 

Just imagine if tomorrow, you wake up dead,

with the vultures from hell surrounding your bed.

Your Will not yet written and your affairs untied,

presuming it would be decades before you died.

What if all you cherish, and lovingly hold dear,

finishes up at the Tip, without a single tear.

What if that diamond necklace, is never found –

heaven forbid, and the children, never satisfied,

on friendship, put the lid?

What if the tax collector claims your cash and

house to sell, because of a t you failed to cross,

and probably an i didn’t dot as well?

I urge you to do a Will, even though you might

make ninety seven, so at least you will have

peace of mind, if you die tonight at half eleven.

 

 

 

No Comments »

No comments yet.

RSS feed for comments on this post. TrackBack URL

Leave a comment

Name (required)

Mail (will not be published) (required)

Website