A Love too Late
Across the distant valley, the sun is sinking low
Over mountains clad in shrouded mist, capped with a golden glow.
I think back to the morning sun that warmed my callow face,
And all of those that I have loved, or those my life did grace.
The many loves I thought were right, the ones I knew were wrong,
The chances that I never took have now all come and gone.
I took no time to contemplate the present or the past.
For me, the future held its gold, a treasure I'd someday grasp.
Throughout it all, I played my life as though it were a game,
And never used the wisdom it took all this time to gain.
It never started out this way, so many years ago,
I didn't plan, or even think, it all went by so slow.
But all that starts must someday end, and now my end's in sight.
As I look back at what I've done, of all the wrong and right,
I wonder what the thoughts will be from those I've left behind.
Will I soon be forgotten or live on in someone's mind?
If I have failed in any way to meet God's will, pray I
That any evil I have done go with me when I die.
So, now, my future, like the sun, is but a gentle glow,
And I've no time to say to you the things that you should know.
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