I’m still relatively young.
I’ve yet to have a heart attack,
though friends would only be
moderately surprised if I did.
I have a career,
but who’s to say I can’t
switch horses in midstream?
(Bob Dylan, maybe.)
Married? Kids? Checkity-check.
Are my wife and I done having them?
Definitely probably not sure no.
Unlimited future?
Existentialism is best left
to the youth of today.
Do I fear the youth?
Only relatively.
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Ha! Relatively indeed... wasn't the rallying cry of the 60's "don't trust anyone under 30"...
ReplyDeleteand hey, that was when Sartre was writing too...
;)