Remember To Lve

I’ve grown drained of wondering why I am I stopped caring at fifty I believe Taking each day if it were my last Concerned not where I stand on the ladder Looking about my material gains Gathering dust for maid’s Friday dusting No real purpose have they served me these years Not to feed or provide me with much warmth My prized possessions have no shape or form They simply flutter about in my mind Friendships are nice, but are they really, real I’m much too competitive for best friends Food and a blanket is all I require Perhaps something to make a cozy fire Being today’s civilized modern man In society with my fellow kind The whole thing makes me laugh a little While looking at my mirrored reflection I smile and turn away with a chuckle Just go baby and remember to live © Copyrights G. Jones 2006