Seventy-Two3

April 15, 2016

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is aging: the changes in perspective, health, wisdom, and satisfaction.

Today’s poem is a number poem for a 72-year-old poet.

I welcome comments on my poems at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Seventy-two is lucky to be alive.

Each day's a gift, although he knows no giver.

Very grateful to whatever might

Elect to keep him at the edge of night,

Now, this day, again he would endeavor

To get the beauty of the moment right,

Yearning with the joy of those who strive.

Take from him what grace he might deliver,

Whatever words might seem a source of light,

Of which a few he dares hope might survive.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/72c.html. For more number poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/numberpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Aging.

April 11: Seventy-Four

April 12: Adages of Age

April 13: Sixty-Five

April 14: Melissa

April 15: Seventy-Two