-- To Live Life Fully --
John Herlihy
I often come across the phrase
Telling all of us to live life fully
Yet it puts my mind in a daze
Indeed, it feels like a bully
I understand when people say
That we need to know ourselves
In life we have dues to pay
We cannot pretend to be elves
Another bit of wisdom often heard
We need to take what comes
Like the frivolous chirping of a bird
Accountability means adding up sums
Then the adage to hang tough
Whatever fate offers, see it through
Yet some roads we take really rough
I’d take another road if I only knew
Then, to me, the biggest ever joke
Better late than never
Waiting for others but a yoke
Often the waiting was forever
What about the bit of folklore
That we only live once
So do what you want and more
Even if a pound heavier than an ounce
Again, back to living life fully
I have no idea what it means
As a bit of wisdom, it’s plain silly
Conjuring images of false scenes
To fill every second of every day
To what end may time be filled
To express myself in whatever way
What happens if the milk is spilled
To make fine use of every advantage
What if these are limited to the lucky few
A given life may have meagre vantage
Chasing after wherever the wind blew
What if I don’t live my life fully
What if in many ways I simply fail
Frustrations and sorrows arrive unduly
Destiny forcing us to live life in a pail
I try not to live my life fully
A full glass doesn’t mean I am content
Inspired by an empty glass to live truly
Life lived in a glass emptied and well spent
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Copyright © John Herlihy
Friday 21 January 2022
Rebecca
PS
Lately, I've heard complaints from people ending their working life, not sure what to do. Trapped by their jobs, didn't plan for retirement activities. I thought my father was like that, with no real hobbies except playing softball (until he was 45 and playing with guys in their 20s) and watching lots of sports events on television (a killer). But he took up golf at 60 and mom followed suit. They retired when he was 62 and they had 20 years of playing golf in the North Lake country in summer and down by the border with Mexico in the winter, with a bit of bowling that they always enjoyed for strenuous exercise. Later, dad took to bike riding and walking, always coming up with a project that he had or he helped friends with keeping him busy and his mind occupied.
Ron