Thinning hair ruffled
Slow feet stumbled
Noise shrill while muffled
Same days jumbled
Yarns spun garrulous
Headlights gone dimmed
on roads perilous
Life’s sweet cream skimmed
Been carrying on too long
Ready for the last round: Gong!
Sleep turned dour
Asleep pain invades my hip
while cramp runs up a leg
in discomfort’s iron grip
does not avail to beg
In bed for too long a stretch
tossing, turning restless
At dawn getting up to kvetch
of hours which dragged endless!
During day I cower
fearful decrepit
of when tonight turns dour
can’t fake intrepid
Remorse is re-heated dinner course
By remorse acquainted
have tried paint over my past
but by past I’m tainted
so the gloss just would not last
My body dinged, dented
mind mushed, fermented
my poor soul tormented
A Life repented
On Life’s ladder I wobble estranged
fear being put in the ground unchanged
Falling asleep & waking up together
At night as become the rite
we blessedly tether
Then before the dawn’s scant light
we wake up together
We shall find comes daybreak
that the harsh world is still there
but jointly to partake
shall be easier to bear
We’re feeling supported thus bolder
when completed by each other
Watching over the other’s shoulder
glad to be here, nowhere rather
While one of us one day
may shiver alone
we shall suffer what may
But not bitter cold:
for by The Past’s glowing embers
warmed, as he or she remembers