Sunlite Wanter Poet Sonnet

Reverie of Reflection

Reverie of Reflection

How may I serve thee, when I have grown old? 
When the rocking chair arms embrace their hold;
And silence cuddles lank and limping legs,
Uninvited tears roll down cheeks of age.

My dreams of passionate youth grandiose,
Fighting and failing for “good” bellicose,
Undone deeds clog the gutters of the past.
The sum of life’s days dashing far too fast.

The sun beams drifting through the window glass,
Reverie floats – the untenable pass;
“Cans” buried in the can nots of real time.
Opportunities lost as wilted vines.

How may I serve thee, when I have grown old?
I will pray dear prayers asleep in my soul.

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Robert Lindley September 10, 2016 at 8:39 AM This is a superb sonnet in my opinion. Smooth, deep and reflective of a very clear, honorable and positive message. As such it now goes in my fav list here.

Jeff Cornelius August 27, 2016 at 4:37 PM A great write...you are a very talented poet...and thank you for your comment on Warm Embrace Sunlite Wanter August 28, 2016 at 10:17 AM You are so kind.

Daniel Turner August 25, 2016 at 9:19 PM This is a beautiful sonnet, Sunlite. I liked it so much I read over and over. You conveyed your message extremely well. Fav lines,"Undone deeds clog gutters of the past" "Cans buried in the can nots of real time" Exceptional! Sunlite Wanter August 28, 2016 at 12:39 PM A comment from you is sincerely appreciated anyway, but this one is especially thanked.