Retirement
Before long you’ll acquire
As I tire
Knowledge; a bit
If you sit
My stories are not for the weary
Nor the absent minded
Not for the selfish close minded either
One day you’ll understand
Life get’s out of hand
But it’s how you respond
That creates or destroys bond
Between brothers or sisters
Mothers or fathers
Maids or butlers
Lovers or haters
Dos and don'ts are my friends
Which I ought not to use anymore
Since they carry little weight
With my younger allies
Who come by in the ‘now’
‘Then’ and ‘will’...hmm.
Vocabulary nonexistent beyond today
I am waiting now
For a mutual friend
He could be Death
He could be human
I am sure not which
This adds spark to my life
When all else fails
It’s not daunting, it just is
Join me, i have told what i can ‘now’
I wouldn’t mind listening to you
Just don’t presume you know me
And I will do the same
I won't presume to know myself either
Just kidding... You get what I mean
My jokes seem funnier than ever before
They seem less communicable too
If you finish your story
And you see me motionless
Follow suit
Options are as they come
Either I am dead, or asleep
Or if neither then I am thinking
Thinking... a valuable activity…
Don’t interrupt, I’ll let you know
When I am ready to leave you
But I don’t mean I’ll move
I have spent my whole life moving
It’s still your turn
Depart from my porch
That’s how I ‘leave your company’ these days
It’ll be soon when you tag out like I did
With someone else on your own porch
Thinking…
I guess I didn’t follow my rule
To use few, if any, do’s or don’ts
So If I could impart one thing
Don’t use don’ts and do’s. -Chuckle-
There is too little time
For those words
But still let people know the rules
In some form or matter
Now, I think it’s time for ‘me to leave you’
Get up, put one step in front of the other
You’ll find your way off my porch
Not ‘then’ nor ‘will’, it’s all the same
But Now, if you are not still
I insist,Bill
After all you are tagged in
My human friend and kin
Is this your porch or mine?
‘Now’ is outside of time
Not sure I know
I guess, like most things, it’s just so...