The Life Well Lived

No ebbing time or tide shall stem,
No age can harm, no rust can dim
The life well lived.

Our golden memories be proof
We squandered neither time nor youth,
Nor rue a life well lived.

We quenched our thirst and took our fill.
We laughed, we loved, we had our will
Of life well lived.

The golden coins of joy we knew,
Forever bright, forever new,
Await the life well lived.

We strayed at times, we fell, we erred,
But trusted in a dream deferred,
For we believed.

Now time and chance may do their worst.
The last, at last, shall be the first
Who led the life well lived.