by Neal Whitman

Created on: August 30, 2009

"Retiremental"

Ever since I was a boy

down 'til now

I have been a builder.

On the shore, fortressed sand castles

with sugar cone turrets.

Atop my paperweighted desk

appointment booked hurdles

holding back the tide.

Doing this and that.

The Boy and the Man

always busy building.

LIke the tide, susbstance

passes in a moment.

Building is behind me

and the Labor Day weekend

and the sea grass,

bent by off-shore winds

point the way Home.

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