Thought For The Day. Poem by dave lessard

Day is dawning and
I've yet to shower
but there's no hot water
and I don't want to cower;
in Olympic National Park -
Once, I showered from a
glacial waterfall
but that was many years ago
when I was strong and tall.
Old age has sapped my strength
I've shrunken inch by inch
now I do with effort
what used to be a cinch.
But my poetry grows stronger
I've found my voice at last
shed unnecessary words
thrown out all the trash.
One cry that shakes the heavens
one shout to ease the pain
a catharsis in the making
aboard a speeding train.