AT SIX SCORE AND FOUR

Through these years I've become weary
as ever upward wound my trail
until at last my sight and eyes are bleary
and my tiring muscles fail.

But I have this final hill to top
so I slowly stumble on
knowing that I dare not stop
striving toward the place I'm drawn.

I know that before very long
my feet will get me to the summit,
to that place where my soul belongs.
I can almost now envision it.

For there laid out below my sight
a gentle valley awaits me
with passed on old friends smiling bright
for they have been awaiting me.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Frost, Burns, Longfellow, Poe, and Johnson. I guess you've noticed these are all past masters. Other than folks on site I don't read any contemporary poets .

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Comments

brittle light

7 years 1 month ago

A little to warm and fuzzy

A little too warm and fuzzy for an old hard ass like me
but I'm glad that there are a lot more like you in this world
than there are like me

I, and I'm sure other cold hearted sons of bitches, actually admire your steadfast devotion to your principles and beliefs and way of being; the tranquility of home, hearth, and marriage that you portray in your poems.

I would be proud to have you as neighbor and friend

scribbler

7 years 1 month ago

Hi Al

I'm a bit of hard ass at heart but prefer to not let it show in real life or my poetry lol. I appreciate you dropping by and there are some homes for sale nearby should you decide to move down south......stan

gregwa8

7 years 1 month ago

a poem beautiful and a bit

a poem beautiful and a bit melancholy. the effort of life, and the hopeful rest at the end. it is an inspiration to see you still climbing, with your words and otherwise, I'm sure.

scribbler

7 years 1 month ago

Hi Greg

Life is a struggle for us all it just is different kinds of struggles. Thanks for the visit.......stan

raj

7 years ago

Hi Stan

No one knows when our time is done until then scribble on friend we all love the pictures you paint...
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scribbler

7 years ago

nope

We never know and I intend to abuse ya'll with my scribbles for a good while yet lol