Poetry Form: Rime Royal
It is late spring -- think of my time on earth,
Cry within -- prepare my mortal spirit;
Forty-four years ago, my cosmic birth
Made the decision not to lose my wit.
Even took the time -- penned a few obits
Now that open heart surgery's over
Prepare my temple -- for its makeover.
July 11, 2004


Comments: 2
(giggling)
Gregg