Fortunate Man

I’ve lived a long time, logged lots of miles,
made some good friends, shared many smiles
because life has been good; not many trials.
I’m a fortunate man, indeed.

I have memories of childhood, peaceful and sweet,
a family that loved me and would often repeat
that my future held wonder; I could pick any street
and success would be mine without fail.

I’ve had chances not given to every man,
and I’ve done everything I think I can
to learn and try to understand
the purpose of my life.

I’m grateful for most that’s come my way.
I’m really not sure there’s been a day
when I haven’t stopped a minute to say:
thank you for everything.

But one fact is clear above all the rest;
I could never have stood life’s hardest tests
without the love of the very best
woman that God ever made.

I think I’ll be around for a little while yet;
don’t know for sure, but no point to fret
because I’d be willing to make you a bet:
I’ll be around again.

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