I have never found two poems with the same symbol at the same time on AD before, so I changed mine and make apologies to the other writer...

Is there any such thing as forever,
The poets all write of it, aren’t they clever,
If there is, how does one find that ever,
From this life one may have to of themselves sever,
We must, for the sake of us all, to find it endeavor…

For that matter does anything exist,
Reality is not actually real,
Fantasy does seem to some to be real,
At least for me this I feel…

Do you wish to be immortal,
I do to a degree,
To the powers that be,
Please hear this my plea,
Just don’t sit back on your clouds, please,
Nor please at me or about me, chortle…
© -me- 12/16/14