REFLECTION

This poem was posted today, October 22, on Your Daily Poem

Now in our countdown years the consequences of our actions can be weighed. The measure of a person’s candor is revealed, writing one’s own obituary. It says nothing of wrong turns, what might have been. Nor does it aver to having lived a road to redemption. In the best of circumstances the text would read: We did no harm, or tried not to. We tried to do good. We had many friends and spent our days productively. We apportioned time to relax and play. We loved someone dearly. www.yourdailypoem.com