The Reckoning

The Reckoning

My life dates from the day of my father's death
When I lay weeping and it was not for him.
Now I am to continue this degenerescence
Until I enter his dream.

There is nothing a drink cannot settle at forty
Or money at fifty, the cure of all is death.
But all lovers can remember a moment\
When they were not alone.

C. H. Sisson