I made my will today.
Me!
A will!
Christ!
Am I really that old?
Has my life slipped by so fast?
Sure wasn’t I young just yesterday?
Sure wasn’t there nothing I couldn’t do,
And no one I couldn’t topple?
And the world outside,
Was it not still simple?
And sure wasn’t life still real and for the taking,
For a man not yet in hiding?
© 2008, Tim (P) Prendeville
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