Those Tomorrows Come Quicker To Leave

Languished. And yet not deprived, Of a glimmer that brightens... A remembered vitality. In between reminisced youth, I sit adrift humorous memories. And grateful that an aging graces, An ability to greet my years... With a reflective thankfulness, For that which I've been given. And blessed to have received. Perhaps today I can say I am languished. And yet not deprived, Of a glimmer that brightens... A remembered vitality. Although I wish sometimes the present, Would stay a bit longer.... In its visit with me! Since those tomorrows, Come quicker to leave. For one who ages overnight... With a secret desire to live eternally!