Those Tomorrows Come Quicker to Leave
Languished.
And yet not deprived,
Of a glimmer that brightens...
A remembered vitality.
In between reminisced youth,
I sit adrift humorous memories.
And grateful that an aging graces,
An ability to greet my years...
With a reflective thankfulness,
For that which I've been given.
And blessed to have received.
Perhaps today I can say I am languished.
And yet not deprived,
Of a glimmer that brightens...
A remembered vitality.
Although I wish sometimes the present,
Would stay a bit longer....
In its visit with me!
Since those tomorrows,
Come quicker to leave.
For one who ages overnight...
With a secret desire to live eternally!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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