Life

Life By Jean Lee Tossed into the light Loved by parents in delight Learn to walk and talk Sometimes stop and balk Grow up and live Find some ways and gather much to give Make a lot of mistakes and hope for pardon Reached midlife, feel blessed to be in my sunny garden Pray for another day with ailing mom and pop Realize that the end doesn’t prepare you for a teardrop Come back to your good old chair Breathe in the age-old air Sing a song of lamentation from yesterday and of faint memories that are not so gray Ready to patiently sit Reading the words of wit Feel alright looking back Grateful that I’ve been on the right track Holding nothing much left in my pocket But relieved to survive this lunatic world of sprocket Not defined with one simple word Because my life has many a side unheard Learn to say with silence Still sometimes roar in defiance Hoping to be remembered as a good friend Even long after my days end