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BY MINE DAYS CONVEYED As I struggle over the contours of continuation I have not lost the capacity for compassion I sail through storms with a temperament fair Acknowledging the coming and goings of fashion Garbs may forever fall in and out of fashion Yet it is the character of the man who dons them And if that man has a prelude of pride It matters not what colors may lead to his hem As I become older, yet not necessarily wiser I realize that wisdom is a gift many overlook As length of days and years are granted unto me I realize how many gifts of mine time has forsook The manner in which my son may one day eulogize me Such is the way I pay homage to the men who have been my guide When cloudiness conveys its contempt for the sky It is within those clouds wherein I choose to hide Wisdom might surely have evaded my days And strength may have, like fashion, at times faded away It is with a modicum of strength and wisdom that I say May the sun paint my soul, and death, for awhile, hold it’s stay © 2012 copy write PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~