I live alone but not by choice,
I walk through life along a solitary path and yet rejoice.
No matching foot prints can be seen
by my side along the winding way I’ve been.
Yet I know I’ve made my mark,
to alert the world and light the dark
of my passing through this place
for I have daughters who bare a familiar face.
Who in turn will have a son or daughter
to mark their passing and resume the laughter.
There are no eyes into which I look
to see each night the love I took,
from willing maid and lusty wife,
they are all gone now from my life.
I walk through time as just a single
yet have the pleasure to freely mingle
with all who share the earth’s great plenty
and I find self worth by keeping busy.
I volunteer, and that is enough, for every day
to keep my demons away an’ at bay.