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My Life: A Week of Years
The Biblical book of Genesis poetically recounts the undetermined time of creation as happening in a week of seven days. As I look back upon life, which has gone by so quickly, it seems that eighty-six plus years have been
accomplished in a week of years, i.e., a long life in earth terms, yet seems it began only seven weeks ago. I’ve entitled the following poem “My Life: A Week of Years.” It summarizes a long life and measures it as only seven weeks in time.
During the first week of years of life
I looked in the mirror for the first time
There gawking back was a seven-year-old lad
Full of energy and the grin of a playground champion
On the second week of years of life
In the mirror was a naïve, immature, lanky teenager
Neither a child nor an adult, just a rack of emotions
Thinking he knew it all, but knew nothing at all
On the third week of years of life
A young adult fixed upon the image in the mirror
Trying to discover who he was and who he might be
Anxious about today and wondering about tomorrow
On the fourth week of years of life
The mirror revealed a husband and father
Shoulders loaded with responsibilities and expectations
Struggling in a world of work, unrest, fear, and war
On the fifth week of years of life
The mirror was full of a middle-aged man
Children grown, educated, employed, and gone
Empty nest, much debt, and baskets full of memories
On the sixth week of years of life
The mirror showed a grey-haired man
Who had accomplished much, yet not enough
Facing retirement and its uncertainties
On the seventh week of years of life
The mirror reflected a foggy view of an old man
One that had traveled and experienced so much
Standing side by side with Father Time
The last hours of that seventh week
Are ticking away in double time
As the hour hand nears the number twelve
A vision of that energetic boy appears
Copyright ©
David Moore
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