Life

Life is an advance
And a retreat unless
We die young in full glory
Or dismal disgrace but for
Most we cover as much life
As we can then fall back to the
Heart and mind sacrificing as we
Retreat old ideas of morals ethics
Friends foes family even ourselves
Fingers toes hands feet eyes ears
Nose throat arms legs and many
Tears for our great love and any
Other loves on our retreat back
To our own heart and mind
Where we dig in & fort up
To stand our last siege
Hoping we have left
Behind garrisons
Of ourselves as
Kids or what
Ever we
Have
Created
In the universe,
A garden literature
A more equitable society
A business venture
Music art or even
A silly poem or
Two or more
To amuse
And to
Entertain,
Your smiles
Are the flowers
In my garden
Of life.