Autobiography of a Sigh

I started out in very humble circumstances

Just a slight breath of a commentary

My childhood spent in spats

Learning new things

Bullies and losing games

As a teen, with stupid authority figures

Hating school

And rivals

But look at my progress

As an adult

Coming into my own

As full-fledged frustration

Maturing in failure and insecurity

And loss

So strong in fear and depression

In giving up and despair


In old age

I own this body

From the first awareness of day

With its tired thought of rising

To the last

Reluctant blink of the eyelid

Into sleep



Happy New Year’s Eve to you, and joy…in all of the challenges coming to you in the New Year.




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