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Relentless

Time, the Great Dwindler,
is not lazy,
never tires,
sustains its pernicious assault
against the aging man.

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Stormy

Was that the wind
A tempest blew,
Or ‘stead,
Vestiges of my life
Gone whooshing by?

~ ~ ~

Skyward

Cast me ashes to the sky
When done my time to be,
As the winsome butterfly,
Free
~ ~ ~

Homage

it is no less said of him,
there be no greater stalwart,
his loyalty underscored
and stone-hardened by his Departure.
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