THE MEASURE OF A LIFE

How do you measure, the length of one’s days?

The passage of time, slipping away.

Some say wealth, and how much you own.

The cars, clothes, and schools you’ve known.

That’s how the world measures success,

But now that I’m old, I don’t think that way.

For me, it’s about ice cream, love given today.

Hugs and kisses sent and received.

That’s how you measure, be not deceived.

Laughter grows faint with each passing day,

Life is so short and the end draws near.

How have I used my time here?

I’ve tried to love, done the best I can.

I’m not very good, because I’m a man?

How do you measure the length of your days?

© 2016 – by Jeff Lossau