The day concluded its chores The dusk ready to transcend An old man in his evening Awaits providence as blues impend
He sits staring at the hourglass Watching the gray sands descend Reminiscing the days of his life As they trip closer to their end
Dark shadows fall upon his face The scar on his forehead is sharpened As he muses over the days long-gone And wonders at their spend
His chair rocks at his contemplation Of an opportunity to amend A few pages from his memoirs And transform his life's trend
Revise the flaws in his choices Some shallow rules to bend Sequence of events to reorder Translate a foe to a friend
Articulate the unspoken words Unpopular actions to defend Control the mayhem of emotions Some broken hearts to mend
Concede the truth of feelings Surmount the need to pretend Perceive life in hues natural It's meaning to better comprehend
He mulls over the possibilities His thoughts flowing unrestrained Till suddenly, the eyes start twitching As the young man's room is illumined
The grandfather clock chimes the hour And he awakens, his thoughts inclined Feels his spotless forehead to try fathom The reality that was with dream entwined
He ponders at the reverie and marvels At the profound truth it enlightened His young intellect is ignited And a slow smile on his face broadened
If this was a peek into his future Then he discovered the unattained The lines of his fate he would now craft Compose the life for which he yearned!
