Final Sovereignty - Poem by Keith Johnson
SOMETHING TO LOOK FORWARD
Now a second testing adolescence
Beckons with its trials and pitfalls
Of rage and loss and acquiescence
As alertness ebbs and presence fails.
Seventy now - immaturity ahead -
I look to my elders for consolation
On how ten or twenty years are shed
Purposefully to dissolution.
Across the threshold of obsolescence
I pay court in admiration
To those who deny decay deference
And live on with quiet determination
Their indignities suffered and withstood,
In sovereignty the end makes good.
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