What is life, but a chance for man to spread his wings and fly?
But a chance to live and not to die?
But a chance for man to be all he can be,
And see all he can see?
Or become who he was ment to be?
To become more than he can believe?
More than he can conceive?
That is what life means to me!
Lost Skiing
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-is-24/
