My most recent poem:
WINTER
My hand unwillingly writes out the date
as the months progress toward Winter
Winter- the final season of the year
and Winter-the final season of my life
I resist the dates
Can I hold on longer to one more day
One more day of several
Try to stretch out each single day
for as long as possible
Feel remorse for time not well-spent
Does remorse visit more often
as one gets older
A life in review
Perhaps new resolutions now
would allow the remorse to dissipate
Why wait 'til New Year's
to set those resolutions
I resolve to spend my time more wisely
Writing this poem is a start
Helen.
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