Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Obligations
Just a few more things to tidy up,
To Fulfill my responsibility, then
I’ll be free to go, eighty-one
Being a respectable age to, no
One will be bothered if
I do. If I choose to
Stay longer, pondering
This feeling of having
Gone on this long,
Surviving two wives, a
Number of relatives and
Friends, I might look again
For purpose, something to do
In between reading Borges’
Conversations and Connolly’s
The Unquiet Grave, neither
Of whom found purposes
Worthy of much though they
Moved on as long as they could
With imposing style, and
Enjoyed each warming day.
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