On the Cusp

All our lives we’re on the cusp 
When entering a phase,
From infancy to toddlerhood
And on, all through our days.

We go to school and then we’re on
The cusp of a career.
We date and fall in love; the cusp 
Of family life draws near.

We reach the cusp of middle age 
And possibly success,
Along with all the highs and lows
Of life and all the stress.

As years go by, we reach the cusp
Of yet another stage,
Becoming “seniors” with the downfalls 
Linked with older age.

It ends the way that it begins -
For right from our first breath,
We go through life, forgetting
We are on the cusp of death.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Wolf Avatar
May 28, 2023 at 9:18 PM
Kissinger's been on the cusp of you-know-what so long. I think he's got the Grim Reaper's number, at this point...
Borke Avatar
May 28, 2023 at 12:41 AM
Enjoyed
Andresen Avatar
May 27, 2023 at 12:18 PM
- Born naked and toothless ... die naked and toothless ... enjoy what lies in between, Ilene :) - Love it :) - hugs
Allison Avatar
May 26, 2023 at 2:15 PM
Your poems always brighten my day but oh heck I better get on with living - I dont want to reach that final cusp for a good few years yet!:-) hugs jan xx
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