my mark
August 14, 2014 in Coping, Poetry, Reflections, Thoughts
my mark
to make my mark… to be seen and heard
was my purpose, my desire
to blaze like a meteor across the sky
so young, so full of fire
but with the years I’ve shed this edgy
need to prove that I exist
watching, listening, I now hear and see
the myriad things that I have missed
‘hit your mark and tell the truth.’ –
so said the actor sage
it resonates less in the heat of youth
than in the cool of age