ALL THAT’S LEFT
in time we sip the finest wines
meet the wisest souls
we linger in love’s sweet bouquet
avoid the rocky shoals
the tide will try to pull us under
life will wrack and gnaw and grind
until finally we discover
the battle waged was in the mind
mountains scaled; a life fulfilled
time adds up as memory scatters
i realize now it’s all distilled
into what really matters
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