I searched for the silver
I searched for the gold
I searched for a victory
beyond my control
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Sweetly rhymed but certainly dealing with the complexities of life the end of which is not going to be rosy. Thanks for sharing a thought provoking poem, Barry. just bury my ash / in an old wooden box set adrift in the tide / on the spring equinox
Thank you for reading and commenting. Complex and hard but also there were blessing, people I don't bother to name.
The last stanza so beautiful to think of and be delighted to have it read and heard.
Thanks Dimitrios. I agree, the last verse is the best.