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The sun now sets

Writer: Keith TraylingKeith Trayling

In the evening of my day

As the sun sinks in my sky

Sweet memories I can relay

As time has quickly passed me by


Pleasures that can now be found

Not in frantic hot persuit.

Feet planted safely on the gound

I contemplate a more tranquil route


A smile there's joy apon my face

As I watch the world fly past

I've finished it, I've run my race

I nail my colours to the mast


Colours of a softer hue

A time of peaceful reflection

No longer worry what I say or do

Bask in sweet delection


Not striving for' forever young'

This is my pot of gold

The stress of life and work now gone

Enjoying now before I'm really old


Mortality we all must face

Fruit will rot and fall from the tree

A marathon or short run race

Ripe old age? What will be will be


I conclude I'm at my best

Three score and ten, I'm in my prime

To live and laugh 'till my final rest

And my sun sets when it is my time

 
 
 

5 comentários


Jarlath Busby
Jarlath Busby
27 de jun. de 2024

Well done Keith. Considering the relentless nature of PD, it’s nice to see someone so content.

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Alison Blevins
Alison Blevins
26 de jun. de 2024

Lovely, I really enjoyed this.

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Martin Pickard
Martin Pickard
25 de jun. de 2024

Are you suggesting we should grow old gracefully? :-)


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Paulette Mehta
Paulette Mehta
24 de jun. de 2024

Beautiful.

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John Wood
John Wood
23 de jun. de 2024

Another well expressed contemplative train of thought. If delection isn't a word, it certainly should be!

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