Three Score and Ten

Three Score and Ten

In Shanty Town where I spent my childhood,

In muddy ditches and narrow creeks, I stood.

It was a time of innocence and gullibility,

A time when words tested my vulnerability.

Through glades shallow and sprinkled with dew,

I walked as I watched on a path used by few.

From mountain pinnacles and valleys deep,

Within me, I vowed many promises to keep.

Under branches, overhead canopies spread wide,

With my thoughts within me serving as my guide.

It was in those silent moments a stirring I felt,

One of anticipation about the life I’d been dealt.

Unknown to many this journey I’ve made,

Down dark roads to back streets making me afraid.

But no worse for the adventure that’s brought me thus far,

Having experienced life both solemn and often bizarre.

Three score and ten it has often been said,

Is often the lifetime for those who bleed red.

Now that the landmark is finally in sight,

My memories of yesteryear are what make it alright.

Now cover me with your wings above me,

And comfort me as only you can I plea.

Surrendering my secrets and adventures to you,

I give thanks for all that I knew and silently bid adieu.

For: Astrid