Nightly Thoughts

The days have flown, the New Year has begun
but the hours are long because now there is only one.
Where minutes were important and seconds were shared-
where time had a meaning: for each other we cared.

The winter skies are grey, the thoughts are black
neither wishing nor praying will turn the clock back!
Life has lost luster and meaning- only memories count
yet even in those there is not much joy to be found.

I am not ready to leave or to join the others I've lost
so I hang on and much daily thinking it cost.
Such as what I could have done or wished I had,
a lack of any particular talent makes me sad.

Yet most people on earth lead an average life
I am sure the find the world empty and full of strife!
Then there are those who with a great gift are blessed:
Poets and Painters, World Leaders and all the rest.

I was told that music making was out of my reach-
drawing, singing athletics they could not teach!
Writing-I tried but ddid not haave enough imagination
to create a story that was my very own creation.

I have dabbled in folk-art by copying real art,
my poetry is just rhyming-I am not a Bard!

I envy those whose life covers a whole page of obit
but not many are chosen for this and that's it!

However with what I had, I did the best I could...
I've had a good life, that's what I want understood!



Jan 2002