Here I Sit

Me and my buddy Beaux Bo.

Here I sit, night time nearly over, morning coming too soon, or is it not soon enough. 

My body is tired but my mind goes on and on and on. I play out past mistakes and peek 

into what may have been. I smile as I wonder past the good things and the good people 

that have shaped my soul and given me direction. Here in the quiet darkness of a once 

bustling house, I sit waiting for another day with my faithful buddy and pet, Beaux, curled 

at my feet. He occasionally raises his head and looks my way, then rests his head again 

satisfied that all is well. The clock chimes a reminder of the time, I hear a lone car drive by 

and I wonder who would be stirring at this hour and why? I close my eyes and hear the 

bright voices of the grandkids and remember all we've done and all that we still have to do. 

Finally the parade of memories and thoughts begin to fade as do the pestering aches of age, 

I draw in a deep breath of calming air and smile as my eyes slowly close and I sleep.