Never too late
Ecclesiastes 9:4
Better to Be Poor but Alive than Rich but Dead
4 But whoever is among the living has hope;
a live dog is better than a dead lion.
Never too late
The offer stands today and will be here tomorrow
It is never too late: “Where there’s life, there’s hope”
“All have gone astray” in this world of sorrow
The thought of being afraid moves people not to cope
Here I go again riding on the wind
Without a horse or saddle just floating in the air
The places I’ve been to search for a friend
Who always needs to meddle accepting this as fair
Acting like I’m helpless ignoring the direction
Where I choose to go in search of happiness
Always to the careless carrying satisfaction
Until the final throw opens into loneliness
Jan Wienen
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