Saturday, 17 December 2022

Old Heart

Life goes quick and I find myself at sixty
It can be hard and it can be tricky
I’ve never knowingly; known the way
I’ve never ever knew; just what to say
I have good days; on odd occasion 
Mostly I cannot work out the equation 
I think I’d try hard and be promoted
for some reason not known, I end up demoted
hurting with self absorption, stupid though I’m not
cleverly disguised discussion; I haven’t got
remembering a friend yesterday; his past
mourning his existence, will forever last
too many shattering thuds, leave a heart of glass
too many failures for hardened graft
read no more, I can hear you laugh

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