In the evening of my life

In the evening of my life
I will not tire seeing the twinkling stars
I will remember some past lovers & friends

I will watch the beautiful moon sailing by
I will ponder upon its gold glowing in the sky
I will recollect some memories and
Treasure them again closer to my heart
I will not just watch people passing by
I wil be a humming bird who will fly

In the evening I will sit with you
By this window
I will hold your hand and feel it warm
I will not just be in the sidewalk waiting
I will still be your man still loving

In the evening of my life
I will take the blanket gently on my hip
And then take my soundest sleep.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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