Somewhat inspired by being reminded about the ‘Ship of Theseus’ this morning… with, perhaps, a hint of Easter spirit still at play in the last minute re-titling… a quickly jotted ‘first draft’… Posted while I am still feeling myself!:
Death and Resurrection
I’m no longer the man I used to be
There’s thirty trillion reasons why
For each building-block
That made the man who’s me
Has regularly had to die
Three hundred billion cells per diem
Pass-away and are replaced
The man you’ll see here
In ninety more days
Will be one you’ve never faced
With every passing season
I am completely reborn
The man who lived
To greet Spring this year
Will not see a Summer’s morn
In three-score years and ten
This happens nigh three-hundred times
In twelve short weeks
The man writing these words
Will no longer be crafting the rhymes!