Fear-filled Man Sonnet


Slowly the old man wanders down the steps

His knees don’t bend and his eyes barely see

He falls, curses the world under his breath

He wanted his young nurse to set him free


When younger he had been a fear-filled man

He sighed numerous times in great defeat

At age twenty-eight then his life began

His wife, his child, came and went in a beat


Age brought fear but today his heart content

He sat back on his porch and hummed a tune

The life he had at least he’d had and spent

He knew he’d see them both in heaven soon


He was relishing life as old men should

Life would roll on, fear was good, life was good.



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