Someplace comfortable and warm
The nights now seem a little colder,
Each morn I wake a little older,
My view of life keeps getting bleaker,
And my will keeps growing weaker.
That star has dimmed that used to guide me
And helped me when I lost my way,
And though there's no one here beside me
Somehow I still get through each day.
But life is just what I have made it,
I've some remorse but few regrets.
When comes the end, I won't evade it
But hope that the reward I get
Is someplace far away from harm,
Someplace comfortable and warm.
Author's note: Dear reader, I'm considering this to be a sort of elegy for my **th birthday.
Copyright © Jim Slaughter | Year Posted 2025
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