You Old Sack

You are so old and near to sleep.
Sitting by the fire in remembrance of past experience.
Do you remember all the chances missed and all the chances taken?

How many a fool graced your life?
How many a fool did you enlighten?
Did you grace the presence of others…
…or did you shy away from the loved ones in your life?

Was your love true or false?
Was it love at first sight or did it encroach upon your heart?
As old and broken as you look now, were you young and deviant in life?

Now as you sit next to the fire and the warmth leaves you…
Your beauty is restored,
Over shining from the stars above…
…and your Love enters your heart…

…Old Sack you are not anymore…

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