Rev. Gerald Dillenbeck Poet Free verse

Succeeding Days

How old was I
when each succeeding year
each successive year
became each falling year,
each failing year?

How old was I
when each year fell away
as did each month and week and day,
both succeeding less
and failing more
resigned to fade out play?

How old is just right maturity
of days fading off
away?

Each calendar begins 
with clearly given birth rebates,
succeeds toward organic dusk dark dates
of day and week and month
within a yearly life not yet quite fully numbered
but already fading toward some numeric memory
for those who remain succeeding
more than failing
through days and nights of fears

And faith 
our wins outweigh
our flawed and latticed losses.

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