No one invites me to parties
any more.
I am no longer hip or cool.
I have no part in hit
parade.
I’m long in tooth and
short of hair
except on chin and arms and
ears.
No one invites me to parties
any more.
The trend has past me by.
I have no part in cabaret.
My face don’t fit, my
ideas ain’t right;
except for grins and cool
disdain.
No one invites me to parties
any more.
The ocean’s swell is calm.
I have no part in any crew,
nor role on any stage or
board;
except the last: to quit
this coil.
No one invites me to parties
any more;
but one awaits: my call
away to part this shadow
life,
and face the charge and
fiery fatei
excepting none: to wake
anew.
i“Every
man’s work shall be made manifest: for the day shall declare it,
because it shall be revealed by fire; and the fire shall try every
man's work of what sort it is. If any man's work abide which he hath
built thereupon, he shall receive a reward. If any man’s work
shall be burned, he shall suffer loss : but he himself shall be
saved; yet so as by fire.”
[1Cor 3:13-15 KJV]
[1Cor 3:13-15 KJV]
As I reflect on the many shared lives that I lost tragically and prematurely... As I yearn for my young soul-mate of decades past who went on to eternity before me while still in our youth... I now realize and appreciate that growing old is better than the alternative. They did not have this blessed opportunity.
ReplyDeleteHappy Feast of St. Lawrence - Archdeacon of Rome!
(Who said to his tormentors as they were roasting him on a BBQ, "Turn me over, I'm done on that side now.")
....Meanwhile I await the summons to the celestial party which our Host has invited us to and where all will welcome us with open arms. My only laments are for those lost souls who would decline it for the fleeting empty promises of this world.