I look in the mirror
I wonder who's there
With frail cheek bones and wrinkles
I tried not to stare
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I wonder where he went
I wonder where he has gone
The man with dark hair I once knew
And now I longed for
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He once was a gentlemen
Full of dignity and strength
How is his life judged
By substance or length
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He once was so active
His goals were completed
He's out of the game now
His energy depleted
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Illness took from his body
But his spirit continues
Like singing in tune
To a symphony of lyrics
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How much time is left
Well nobody knows
The stigma of time
That God only knows
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About the Creator
Gregory Payton
I am retired Air Force. I like to write poetry, and about the economy, and about current events.I have lost a lot in my life and I also write about processing grief.
I hope you find my work interesting.
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