1983
Turning thirty and not yet twenty five
In my head.
I’m saying thank you, I’m still alive.
Thinking about yesterday, all things that are past.
Nostalgia creeps in,
And memories too good to last.
A future lies out there in some dingy haze.
I am sure it’s where
Most men forget to gaze,
With its’ uncertainty and menace.
That
Makes me
Want
To grin and
Grimace
In the same
Breath
That makes Life.
Rides death...
Life and glory
Rolled into one,
Leaving no survivors.
Michael D. LeFevre
copyright January 1983
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