If Ever I Found Me Weary Poem by Dennis Go

If ever I found me weary,
Dying by time’s choking clasp
As it purges every bit
Of my failure to ruin,
I’ll come bringing every memory
Back to those glorious years
Filled with vibrancy and bury
The decades of age
Amidst its fading features
With the white hair
And gray beard
As testimony to my youth’s
Reciprocating endeavors.

Wrinkles will show the vigor
Passed on to old age,
Bringing back the smile
After so many years.
For again,
I have been young.