Self-Reflecting in Rhyme

Robert
by: Rob Paquin

Old and getting older
Bold but growing bolder
Age defined
A mind that winds
A heart that grows no colder.

Thoughts that you've been thinking
Just hoping that I'm sinking
But I am fine
Despite the lines
My left eye still left winking

Lines upon my face
The lines of life I've traced
Aging well
Inside my hell
Burning where I'm placed.

All the fires set to flame
With the people casting blame
I still don't care
I have no fear
Just sitting here - The Same !


~The Snowdog