Reflections Poem by Spanner Thegob

REFLECTIONS
Look into those fading eyes,
Touch the spirit of an old soul,
Witness as it grows Heavy from the weight of loss,
has it glimpsed its final dawn?

Feel the tired beats of an aged heart as it pulses life into veins stilled by times embrace,
Smell the foulest breadth expelled from diseased lungs As it escapes through a nicotine stained smile.
Touch the wrinkles of wizened skin leathered by seasons,
Accept the wisdom of a curious mind,

As I stare at the mirror I wonder
Will I ever breath again?
Is this my final dawn?

I measure my life in moments.
the fragments of precious and transient memories
etched in the eternity of Moments in time
Happy times, quiet. tender. Lonely times.

I tell myself
True love can only be tested in times of need,

I ask myself
'Have I failed the test? '