Dance life to the end; So many have muttered, live life to the fullest. So much to see, so much to do, so many not free. No time to count wilted flowers, in a garden that will produce more. Every breath till the last, is more precious than of ones desires. A shame of shallow material things, some wrap their being around. How long you live will be to short, regardless of the days in age. There is no guarantee of tomorrow. Memories will be left behind, for those that remain. Smiles in the shedding of frowns. I say, no tissues, no tears, dance with metill the end. Remember me for now, i say for those. You should have known me. You can get a copy of my book In My Mind here: