Life at 73, the mystery of life has not
been wasted on me. From birth I learned
how to and how not to. I took my chances,
made my choices, accepted and rejected
with either aplomb or recklessness.
I charged forward and fell back when
it seemed sensibly appropriate for me.
Excess and moderation came frequently
in stages. Both to which in ample measure,
I plead guilty.
Life, I know what it is and what it isn’t,
and readily dismiss what it coulda, shoulda
woulda been.
Through trial and error, through thick
and thin, through fire and ice, I know
intuitively what it has meant for me.
Some chance, some luck here and there,
good graces thrown into the mix, and
heaps of bullshit to wade through along
the way.
And who knows, I may have been born
other than me, a little more, could be a
hell of a lot less than I turned out to be
at age 73.
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Chris Hanch 9-24-2020
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