My Last Poem
I wonder at what point I will write my last poem?
And shall it be a triumph or an obscurity, barely known.
Will wisdom and old age be defined in every verse?
Or shall I quit in disgust as each line gets ever worst.
Maybe I'll stumble upon a phrase that'll give me brief insight.
Or should it be written because of a profound change in my life?
Perhaps there will be deep meaning inscribed down to the last word...
But knowing me, I'll bet it'll just be, something quite absurd.   

Copyright 2005 by Rodney A. Brubaker