Contemplating when

By Paul Higdem | Willmar

My life has been good, and still is for me

But, my brother struggled, and died at 33.

My dad, from whom I wished I’d learned more,

was also too young, and passed at 44.

Another brother, who worked hard to survive,

never made it past 55.

Then came sis, with a life lacking kicks,

She checked out at age 66.

So, when explaining my arrival at the pearly gate,

I had told my remaining sib: I’ll take 77, she can have 88!

Paul Higdem, age 71, and getting nervous.