A Baby-boomer Speculates on Turning Sixty

A Baby-boomer Speculates On Turning Sixty
By B.D. Adams - ©2009


Oh, God .....
When will it end?
     In the morning?
While I sleep,
     or ... before I wake
          from my afternoon nap?
              Will there be alarms or singing or heart-felt sobs?


Oh, God .....
I have lived a perplexed life ...
     a life of emotions ... laughter and tears!
It’s been exciting ...
     it’s been disappointing ...
          it’s been calm and noisy!


Oh, God .....
Why have these demands
     been placed on my soul?
What have I done to welcome
     these complex blessings ... Your trials and tribulations?
          Wasn’t being born enough?


Oh, God .....
I am so very glad of the other souls
     that have touched my wobbly self!
Do they still recognize me ...
     Or am I alone in my
          silent grimaces.


Oh, God ......
Every day, every week,
     every month ... this lifetime.
How I cling to my set of realities ... posting no blame.
     All I ask for is fewer tribulations in this ... this small life!
          All I ask is to consider the “White Rabbit!”


Oh, God ......
My life has been one short story after the next ...
     one more clicked camera frame after the next!
All I hope is to continue the journey You’ve set for me ... for a bit longer.
     One can only hope to hold off hot-wiring that sports car before it’s
          needed to cruise the back roads to Eternity!