For Life Demands It

I have read a lot of books
Not sure what I remember of them
Written a lot of poetry
Yet cannot recite any of it

I have lived a lot of days
Faint memories entwined
In fluffed and softened lies
I cannot unentangle them

I have loved and been loved
Shared the pain and joy of both
Inhaled the breath of generations
Destined to remember me

I have grown old
And yet my mind resists
The weakness of my body
Calling forth its inner youth

I have read a lot of books
I have lived a lot of days
I have loved and been loved
I have grown old

And still I read
I write, I remember,
I love and am loved
For life demands it
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Wolf Avatar
September 11, 2025 at 6:54 PM
Oh, this is precious, John. Touche. Bulls-eye. Thanks, Gershon
Bauer Avatar
September 8, 2025 at 12:26 PM
this is so well said, john! bravo!
Lane Avatar
September 7, 2025 at 6:38 PM
Those are demands we should willingly give into. Philosophically sound, John.
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