Occasion Sixty One

Poetry

on counting trips around the sun
today marks number sixty one
with more behind than left to run
i'm doing all i can get done

there's time enough i can suppose
to deal with these this that and those
it's mine to choose what time i spend
whose words to hear, how much to lend an ear
which whiskey to consume which beer
how bold to be and what to fear
i gri…