Epilogue Time
My garden like me
Is showing it’s age
Now Nature herself
Has turned over my page
Why look to the future
That will not be mine
I prefer to dwell
In my epilogue time
Reflecting on glories
And ignoring defeats
Especially those moments
When I became weak
Success is so trivial
It needs it’s own space
To think that maybe once
I kept up with it’s pace
Now it’s just history
And not really for me
For I’m in the place
Where I really should be
In my epilogue time
PTT 27.05.2026.
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