Some of the years have not been kind
so much to go through and so little time
some memories fade, as space demands
Step by step on this summers day
under the warm sun as birds serenade
aching bones betray the time of life
For now there is always one more step
down the road I have chosen to trod
just one more step, in beauty still awed
Stoic Poetry
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited) 