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
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