The other day my mom shared this with me:
Let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay, let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry...have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere - be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be "something" every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost. -Frances Nolan, age 15
For myself I add:
Let me face death with a smile and a song.
Thank you, Gary, for letting us sing to you.
"And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar." -PPM