Poem -

DIE IN LUXURY

When we think about living and getting old...

When we consider our options and what we would like to do...

When we think that life begins at 30...

When we realize life begins at 80...

Then could we be really happy and die in luxury?

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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sparrowsong

Hello Greg...

Not your fault you didn't know...

We're in changing times...

Thank you for your kind comment and support!

Hugs...

Feathers

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sparrowsong

Hello Silent Dreamer...

I actually looked into it a bit...

They've changed a lot of their travel residences...

They don't really offer them anymore but, I heard of another Lady who's taken almost 800 Cruises back to back and this is her 7th straight year, I believe that's what her story told...

​​​​I laughed so hard at the ending to the Video too...

​​​​​​???

Thank you for your kind comment and support!

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Curious Onlooker

I think so!! The goal is to die young as late as possible!! Enjoy your life no matter how young or old you are!, Love it lovely Sparrow. The ending of the video was hilarious!

-An old, young (In the heart) friendΒ 

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sparrowsong

Hello CO...

It's great to see you again...

I'm glad you enjoyed!

Thank you for your kind comment and support!

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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