gratis

gratis poem by steven james humphreys

as years go by

I sigh and roll

my eyes…

I look back

in my mind and

it seems these

years

fleeted

at the speed

of light.

one begins

noticing others

who are younger,

the same age

and older passing

away right before his eyes.

he has reached

that age

where he can

no longer deny

he is

an elder

who must

emerge

unscathed

out from

his own

denial

into the

light of truth

realizing

each year that

passes

from now on

is

gratis…

a gift

from God,

prayerfully

not

his

curse.

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