Friday, April 3, 2020

Birthday Poem

One more year passed
in a long life.
One more year beginning.
In these times,
no amount of time
can be taken for granted.
This is nothing new,
yet the immediacy
of the moment is
somehow more real now.
It is as though Death
had been looking at us
from a great distance, and now
 it is right before us.
Hello, Death.
I see you there.
You make this day more precious.
I tender my respect.
I apologize for taking so long
to make you an offering.


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