Just a fun, first draft  


Derived from events, billions of years passed
I am moderately sized, I am moderately fast
To be sat here in shoes, picking my face
Travelling time and traversing the space

Innumerable particles that aren’t really there
Ride in photonic wave beams that help grey my hair
To learn, to regard, to converse, in a kind
they allow me to think, they make up my mind

Me and the cophopod, we’re a right little pair
We hustle and shuffle and excrete here and there
We report and remember, we dwell and revolve
Until one blinks out, like the proverbial bulb

Take Heed! Forget, and love! Life is so dear
To recall, as such, t’was not always here!