Alone In The Twilight

Are those thoughts you put in

  what I once valued more

 

Or would what I put out

  be the end winning score

 

Did I need your ears

  for my voice to become whole

 

Or would I rather them deafened

  words deep in my soul

 

In my twenties your opinion

  carried some weight

 

In my thirties I listened

  but asked you to wait

 

In my forties I turned

  and walked slowly away

 

Now alone in the twilight

  —to carry the day

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

 

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