Inmortality Would be Nice!
All alone now, he sits in his
old dilapidated rocking chair,
reminiscing about his yesterdays
and contemplating his few remaining
tomorrows.
As the evening twilight slowly
sifts through the dirty window,
his lonely emissaries dance
on the faded flowered wall,
silent shadows large and small.
Life was great, regrets he has few,
Yet, he ponders what if he could
do it all anew?
With a sigh, he thinks; Oh!Its been
one hell of a ride on life's roaring
tide.
Great people, places and events,
What more could he ask for?
Immortality would be nice!
(Smile)
Jackie R. Kays
© 05
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