The Music Still Plays

I was a youth who seldom thought about the fact that in the midst of life I was, with each breath, getting closer to its end. I viewed life as a beautiful clear stream that never would run dry, eternal spring, and lively music written for the young. ************************** That same stream flows, but not so deep as then. I’m thirsty still, but sometimes just a sip is all it takes to make me smile. My spring is gone, my summer too; but autumn holds unique appeal. I’m grateful for each breath. Though sometimes thoughts of dying try to quell my joy, the music in my soul still plays. November 29, 2020 entered in Brian Strand's UN-RHY-ME Contest Placed 1st