I never thought it would happen to me…
so, I wouldn’t have been reading this poem…
but now it seems it has. And now
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One seldom thinks of 'famous' people becoming old! We know them in their prime, the fablous, the famous, the wealthy... However, when we become the writers who no longer can write, or the dancers who can no longer dance, or a singer with no songs left to sing...only the memories, and, hopefully, with no regrets, linger. I, too, am of that certain age that cannot remember where the book was left, but can tell you what happened to me fifty years ago, so I deeply appreciated this poem. Thank you, Michael, for sharing this with us, (or 'trying' to?) . Beautiful, in my opinion!
I walk on a similar path - given that much more of our lifespans have preceded today what are we to do with today and tomorrow? Your allusion to Shakespeare's retirement brings to mind another famous retiree, Franz Joseph Haydn who walked away from Esterhazy and never wrote another note.
'Happier (on the happy days) '. Nicely put, Michael... great write! Brian