MY WAY

July 27, 2017

By Olivene Godfrey
Now at the age of 89, I find myself often thinking of my past life.  This week, I remembered the song, "My Way", written by Paul Anka for Frank Sinatra who recorded it in the 1960's.  Later, Elvis Presley recorded a slightly different version of the song which he included in his Vegas act.
The words of the song describe my personal emotions of my life.  Barry printed the lyrics for me and agrees the words describe my life.  If you haven't heard the song or at least not recently, I'm posting the words as follows:

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 every 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
And 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
Oh no, oh no, not me
I did it my way

For what is 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

Yes, it was my way


See you next time.  Comments welcome.  (Edited and typed by Tam.)