Finality Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Bent forward, rigid with age, swaying slightly with the finality
of life.
Slowly forgotten, edges frayed around the middle, leaving little
to grasp on to.
Solitary lining within a mind, filled with memories of the past
stored in filing cabinets.
At the end now, opening up and going through all the years held
inside, caring no longer to strive towards goals that are not
valid.
Instead, reflecting within, contemplating the past, seeking to
recapture some of youth in sweetened memories.
Although reminiscing is peaceful, life continues struggling from
within, trying desperately to keep breathing yet a while.
Unlatched, let go of interiorly, life gently drifts in it's own
time, seeking the surety - the safety - of death's lost horizon.
Resting finally in the palms of God in heaven.