NaBloPoMo: A Tribute in Song

What to post on the final day of NaBloPoMo?

I could do another creative writing meme.

I could talk about what I've learned about during this masochistic challenge.

I could introduce you to some new bloggers I met this month.

Instead, I'll leave you with the lyrics of this timeless song. I think this song pretty much sums up how I feel about my NaBloPoMo experience. I dedicate it to all of us NaBloPoMo'ers out there.

And now. . .

My Way

And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I'll say it clear,
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full.
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, I've had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
"No, oh no not me,
I did it my way".

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!

We did everyone! We really did it.

Until next time, whenever that may be,

Mary

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