I am not here to make a difference.
Instead, I would sum it up for you
So that it is easy to tread
Knowing what I went through.
Friday, November 13, 2009
In the end
Like an old clock he has seen many times His youth had enough of those resonant chimes Now he is a heavy book on a wobbly lectern Important but unread he is a dusting classic The end, he knows, is tragic.