I did this one originally (last night) for my little girl, Kate ,to whom I owe a great debt. And here I am handing it out to everyone else already. And so yet another character flaw is revealed in me …..
An old man wrestling with the alphabet. And other stuff.
How blessed am I that you may see
Me naked in my misery
Unburdened of my vanity
And not what I pretend to be
How blessed upon this final day
That you don’t turn your face away
My life, my body, my decay
Embraced by you in every way
How blessed am I upon defeat
That you ignore my long conceit
As I lay dying at your feet
How blessed am I to be complete.