Final Day Of Years Poem by Gerry Legister

Pain came in the place where years had stood
Unaffected by new hazards and old traumas,
Engulfing dreams we had when times were good,
Counting the cost and the sum total life gross.

Old and cold hands hold the trembling crown,
We finally fold them in peace at recluse ease
From preying eyes no longer society’s burden
We find our niche kneel deep where God see.

Time outlived the careers that was chosen
Woven in somber moods the paths we cross,
Doubt cast dark clouds over the chilly terrain
Soak damp plains to make them slippery places.

My final days of years came along in rapid flight,
Moving passion and desire away into fatigue realm,
From lust to dust no eyes to see the fading light,
Darkness steals the pleasure in sight of my dream.

Leave burned out flames in cooler flashes
Dashing complain of ailing aches and pains,
Not the fantasy of adventures lifetime carries
Worn torch illuminate the souls awing reins.

We’ll shine again while pass from earth atmosphere
Deeds acclaimed to be heavens celestial calling,
Guide ancient path we have forth and sought over
Till in final years there will be no more travelling.