Saturday, June 8, 2013

The High Price of Aging

   (A Haiku Lament)
by Jim Rapp

Care-free years of rest:
the cost-free port young and old
point their craft toward

Alas, the winds of
fate conspire; set a course not
wholly theirs to chose

Pain: the price they’re asked
to pay for a berth in the
harbor called “Old Age”

Still few captains turn
their ships away from any
haven holding life

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