I Want to Live

Alex Schadenberg spoke in Iowa where he met, Paula Graham, the author of the poem.

I want to live.

I want to live.

I have places to go

And faces to know.

I have talents to give.

I want to live.

I want to feel April showers

And smell the sweet spring flowers.

I want to spend lazy hours watching fleecy clouds

Drift hither and yon in a summer sky.

I want to walk through autumn leaves,

Orange, gold and red.

And listen to their whispering voices

As they drift from overhead.

I want to catch the swirling snowflakes

Tossed by fierce winter winds.

And watch as the water freezes

In the rivers and the lakes.

I want to live out the seasons of my life.

Spring, summer, fall, winter,

But ah! It isn't to be

For you can't be bothered with me.

I want to live.

I want to live.

I have places to go

And faces to know.

I have talents to give.

I want to live.