It’s been awhile since I last wrote
or to my many readers spoke
of things that happen day to day
as I travel on my way
life is no longer the same
no worldly goods do I seek to claim
content to live with what I have got
on my little half acre lot
my little piece of American pie
with dreams that drift up to the sky
although too old for them to succeed
my mind still active tries to heed
the dreams that still my heart exclaims
as the years run out on all of my claims
to lead s different sort of life
maybe even include a wife
more acres of land to call my own
more years to enjoy what I have sown
ideas that need a more youthful life
not an old body filled with strife
of many years in this world
struggling to help it all unfurl
and what is the purpose at the end
what words of wisdom can I send
to those that I will leave behind
who buys my house what will they find
the ponds the garden the sheds all there
waiting for their tender care
to carry on where I left off
or to start anew at the thinking trough
and fill in the ponds and landscape anew
because they want a different view
with grass and flowers and an open space
each to their own there’s to replace
I do not really even care
what happens when I am no longer there
as my time on this earth will have been run
and for the most it has been fun
with ups and downs as we go through life
hoping that there’s not too much strife
and in the end the question remains
as dead is dead to bury or cremate
I think that when my time does come
a wooden box will be my home
returned back to the cold cold ground
with Mother Nature my love unbounds.

Written 10/20/2017