Laissez-faire

Chandra S.

At the foothills of vintage age
you feel perceptibly less somber
for there are only meager remains
of mostly forgotten days -
      little to smile, rue or cry for
and an amorphous
yet obligingly finite future -
      trifling to put together or fight for.

So dear Chandra:
here is a congratulation:
It must be awesome -
this imminent privilege of geriatrics
and this stolen bit of transient freedom;
      the real laissez-faire to yearn
      and to die for.
timorously cajoled 
from time’s exacting, puritan dictum.

© Chandra S. , 2019

  • Author: Chandra S. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 27th, 2019 12:37
  • Comment from author about the poem: I read about an old lady. When asked about the secret of her happiness at a ripe old age, she said, "I have no future to look forward to"
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