A Forgone Conclusion
The forgone days of my youth are spent
Replaced by memories of that day.
When my back was strong and unbent
Before time had left its mark this way.
My eyes, once sharp, now have dimmed
And spoken words oft need repeating.
I'm as a ship with her sails untrimmed
My deeds, most time, are self defeating.
Those things that once I took for granted
I now find difficult at this late day.
Modernistic views appear as slanted
And youthful morals are in deep decay.
The night comes quick but lingers long
And pain captures most sleep and rest.
The music I hear could be my swan song
Signaling me to live daily with zest.
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