Before the Last Curtain Falls

After the thief of time has stolen my years
                      Then saws my memories in half
                       When these old tired feet get draggy                                                                                                                 
                   And the narrow road becomes my path

                   When the Curtain-Call is announced
                         An no one stands to cheer
                     When old friends have departed
                      And long cold nights are here

                          Still, I'll stand in silent pride
                          Of the past victories I knew
                      Someday this old floor'll be polished
                    And the curtains fresh and new

                    I will strive to retain my vigor
                   from the long and dangerous haul
                 And though, I'm alone, I still can boast
                        Before the last curtain falls
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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