Winding Down Poem by William F Glennon

Winding Down



Morbid curiosity has begun.
Health has started to fail.
I'm getting old and frail.

Life is winding down.
I look into a mirror at an old man breaking down.

Age has caught me, only hindsight remains.
In my heart, I gave more than I took.

God knows I did it my way and won't be second-guessed.
I did love and was loved in return
and for this, I feel blessed.

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