Dancing under the twilight of my years, sometimes looking back at life and watching tearful reminders in images now long gone.
Searching today for visions of tomorrow I can look back upon one day.
Locating future horizons at times, I hesitate, wondering if I will still be alive to experience them in all their wonder and awe.
Feeling death's presence lurking about, taunting me with regrets, yet, I turn my mind away from his omens, and try to focus on happiness from children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, grand nieces and nephews - my sons - my life on earth's temporary boundaries.
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