Counting The Days
So many days have passed
Too many to count
Not that I would want to know
But the thing to remember
The more days behind me
The fewer there are ahead
But I’m not afraid of that last day
Maybe I will spend that day drinking
Or I may find another way to be in trouble
I can be sure of one thing: I will not sit around
I will not be sad or cry
And I will not allow anyone else to feel that either
I have been here more days than I deserve
So, one more may be one too many
Or it may be one less,
And that may be too few
Who knows and who cares
After all, I might just need the rest
© Poem – XVIII/VII/MMXXV
LRET
Copyright © Lord R. E. Taylor | Year Posted 2025
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