In the Autumn of My Life

As I've aged, it seems I have come to the autumn of my life; 
Where I'm left with remnants of dreams & things that lag behind, 
Yet what remains is a mellow feeling of contentedness, 
It's liken to autumn -that brings a pause in time; 
When life comes to rest
And one is given a chance to reflect upon the journey, 
Just as the shedding of the fall trees, 
We too shed ashes of things dead & left undone, 
Yet there continues a vibrance to our walk, 
Maybe just a little slower than before, 
For now it is a joy to partake of God's many gifts; 
And maybe it's enough to be thankful that I'm alive. 



                                   - Jean Dament -