EPITAPH

EPITAPH

If my life were measured out

Like hours in one long day,

As I write this, the sun is low;

The shadows lengthen, time to go,

I’ve had a pleasant stay.
 

In this sweet garden of my mind

The setting sun gives light

I sip my wine, see birds catch flies

To feed their young - still hungry cries-

I’ve done that, won that fight.
 

I’ve made and lost a lot of friends

But to those here I say

You are the best I've ever had,

Each one I treasure and I’m glad

You've come, for me, today
 

And so -- farewell -- it’s time to go

By now I’ll know just where,

So draw the curtains, no more tears,

Enjoy each hour of your next years,

I’m somewhere, but not here