Three Score and Ten

The struggle with aging

Three Score and Ten

Having reached three score and ten
I have moments of introspection
In which doubt confronts me.
Too many missed chances
Too many feelings of loss
And from the lurking fear and guilt
Of things said and unsaid,
Done and not done.
My expectation of holding hope
Threatens to succumb
To the darkness of failure,
And in the end of lost people.
I knew the struggle well.
In my life’s of battle
To reach internal hope to hold
Onto my soul’s light of peace.