If There’s Still Time


When I review my life I am aghast.
So little that I’ve done is going to last.
My days were often “full of sound and fury,”
my nights consumed by sleeplessness and worry.
Accomplishments? They faded long ago.
Their residue? I cannot claim to know.
So on I sail and hope the wind stays fair.
Perhaps someday I will real living dare.
If there’s still time I’d like to see if I
have guts enough to give it one more try.

Tom Greening

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