When I Was Young
When I was young
time was never
my first consideration.
Oh! I knew Time
could translate
into money: or a restful
afternoon in the sun
could manifest as
greater productivity
in the long-run—
but “A Life’s Finale Moments”
seldom was of major consideration…
nor did enter, in a feverish rush,
the thought to get
things done quickly--
things that could help
others and perhaps leave
the world a better place
for my having been here….
When the arthritis increases
sleep not nearly as long
nor as restful, and the mind
more forgetful, Time seems
to take on new dimensions
crowding out the self-centered
old--
the most regretful
is the later understanding
that little we do in life
makes a great difference
in the over-all
scheme of things
and all we do
no matter how large
or small
is a great matter
to God….
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