Now as darkness fills my sight
There comes this final thought
Always you had been there
As if pulling the strings
My ego and my shadow
Once we had a great confabulation
An inseparable alliance against the world
There was nothing we wouldnt try
You and I, my ego and my shadow
We were an example for the unsuccessful,
Young were amazed and the old did envy
Our pluck and steady pace
Money was plenty and the girls gave way
To us, my ego my shadow and I
When I thought I held magical charm,
Good hair and tight flesh brought a wink
But the reflection soon would tell
My hold could not sustain the weight
Of us, my ego my shadow and I
For you had allowed me a falsehood
Where I needed caution, you egged me on
Never concerned for the morning after
The ultimate disaster, for after I’ve gone
There will be only you, my ego and my shadow
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Tuesday, April 9, 2024
The Sleepy Old Bluff
He rests all the winter long
Beneath an icy cap of snow
Silently he keeps watch
Over all the slumbering creatures
Burrowed beneath his sheltering thatch
Spring melt wakes his green grasses
All over his round old top
Bright colored flowers greet
Young creatures on their first days
Atop the sleepy old bluff
Summer days are greeted by sparkling rain drops
Birds bath in his tiny streams
Dancing along on their journey to the sea
Curious bees visit each flower
While the sleepy old bluff dozes
Twilight shows many curious colors
In the lavish trees, autumn has arrived
Their sweet fruit and hardy nuts
Provide a bounty for the winter burrows
And the sleepy old bluff watches over all
Beneath an icy cap of snow
Silently he keeps watch
Over all the slumbering creatures
Burrowed beneath his sheltering thatch
Spring melt wakes his green grasses
All over his round old top
Bright colored flowers greet
Young creatures on their first days
Atop the sleepy old bluff
Summer days are greeted by sparkling rain drops
Birds bath in his tiny streams
Dancing along on their journey to the sea
Curious bees visit each flower
While the sleepy old bluff dozes
Twilight shows many curious colors
In the lavish trees, autumn has arrived
Their sweet fruit and hardy nuts
Provide a bounty for the winter burrows
And the sleepy old bluff watches over all
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