In My Twilight

In My Twilight When leaves of time had fallen And mountain tops had shed its snow When forest greens and birds have perched I shall read my book in bedtime glow I shall open pages as I always did Reminiscing life’s peak and ebb, How I surmounted the foibles and seek, The person in me, with faint smile on cheek Alone I shall play a harp Read and write without regard Codicils I’ll make to put just beside To find as a lark, of a child wide-eyed As I go with the bleak sunlight To join the stars and moon at night Hiding my face beyond the hills I shall say to myself, “This Life is a Feat”.