Wandering Now

So much purpose and drive
Fueling youth
Goals to be accomplished
Joys to be held high
Sorrows borne
Never really looking up
Never thought eternity
Had an end
Or at least mine didn’t seem to
Ah and it has been good, sweet
But sad and hard
Somedays barely able to understand
Other days
It didn’t matter
But today the mirror won’t
Let me look away
The price of life
Has taken its toll
The Grim Reaper marches
Ever closer
No longer my choice
As if it had ever been
To embrace the end
As I did the beginning.

FXC. 4/12/17

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