Looking Back On Life As Seniors Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking Back On Life As Seniors



Jumping from one melody into another, never stopping, cascading
down the many mountains in this life of idolatry.

Withering at times inside of ourselves, wanting so much more,
yet not lifting a finger to find our way to what we need to
get there.

Excuses abound, procrastination reigns in front of us, seeing
our goals right in front of our eyes, choosing instead to
ignore and detour around them, finding it is too much to do or
absorb.

Continually finding silent trails and following them instead,
lazily not being involved in major pastimes of our lives,
wasting talents and gifts on alcohol and drugs in place of
them.

Then when seniors, looking back and saying how hard life was,
never placing the blame on themselves where it originally
belonged, life having been turned into a recreation area for everything illegal.

Whose fault is any of it? When asked, they always point to
another person and blame them for the conditions they have
put themselves in.

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