Read Poem: 70, by Jonathan Turner Smith

70 today
Happened so fast
Can’t get past
The wrinkles and lines
A few Signs
Of success,
Failures far more
Mistakes and regrets
And yet
A family I love
Friends I adore
Alone but not lonely
If only…
If only no regrets
that pull like quicksand
But I must stand
And believe I’m not done
What God has begun
I will continue to live
And give
Rather than take
(Which I do so well)
But let me excel
For the time I have left
To do my best as a man
As a brother
As an uncle and as a friend
Until the end
Today, tomorrow, or years from now
However much time God will allow
As my last breath I do release
Finally and irrevocably
Eternal peace.

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