Debbie Middaugh Poet Rhyme

Golden Years

  Too damaged to try
to love again.
   Too old to take one 
to the chin.

  I have a strong
aversion.
  Don't want A 
temporary person.

  The golden years 
and I'm alone.
  Don't have much to 
call my own.

  I'm here by the choices
I made.
  I'm here, it's the price
I paid.

I would change it
if I could.
A do-over,
Yes, I would.

Peculiar how life
works out.
It's pouring rain
Or in a drought.

Side by side,
You ascend.
It's just you,
In the end.

Who knows what 
Tomorrow brings.
Who knows I might
find my wings.

In the darkest times,
comes the brightest
lights.
You learn to soar
when you're scared
Of heights.

TURBO1904?

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