Suddenly Poem by Paul Reed

Suddenly



I am suddenly old -

And the safety net of years to come

Is gone;

The things which once did not matter much

Now matter

A lot;

All the memories inside my head

Are going to spill out

And be lost

Forever;

And hopes are now measured

Against the coming night

Not the sunrise.

Sunday, August 30, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: old age
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
L Milton Hankins 30 August 2020

I like this poem very much. The poet begins with a poignant statement, then expands on it. The poem speaks to all of us who are now gray-haired and measuring our lives " against the coming night Not the sunrise." Thanks Paul!

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