In The Autumn Of My Life Poem by Jean Dament

As I've aged, it seems I have come to the autumn of my life;
Where I'm left with remnants of dreams & things that lag behind,
Yet what remains is a mellow feeling of contentedness,
It's liken to autumn -that brings a pause in time;
When life comes to rest
And one is given a chance to reflect upon the journey,
Just as the shedding of the fall trees,
We too shed ashes of things dead & left undone,
Yet there continues a vibrance to our walk,
Maybe just a little slower than before,
For now it is a joy to partake of God's many gifts;
And maybe it's enough to be thankful that I'm alive.