This circus, under Earth's big top,
Is my life in one short
show .
A rogue wind
may blow the tent away;
Without
warning, acts come and go.
The
philosophical wise quotes,
Suddenly
appear quite trite and untrue…
Thoughts that seem really important
Change when
the end comes to you.
So many hard
times in my life,
Were countered by wonderful days.
I peaceably walked through foreign towns;
A welcome smile in a stranger's gaze.
The elderly
in a high wire act,
Attract no
gambler’s bets.
Old men walking tightropes,
No longer
have safety nets.
Days now are
spent remembering,
So little time to harbor fears…
I lived a
life with no regrets,
Except want for
a hundred more years.
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