Sunset

The sun is setting on my fourty fourth year.
I'm feeling a bit melancholy.
I guess at a certain age you start to think-, what am I meant to do, what is my gift to the universe
Maybe it's all this talk of "legacies" , "W's" and Barack's
So I ask myself:
Am I living , getting the most out of life
Am I paying attention to what is most important
Or letting other people dictate that
Am I true to myself
Am I taking care of the ONE body I get in this life
Am I doing right by my loved ones
Am I better, wiser, kinder than a decade ago
Can I open my eyes in the morning and first say
Thank You
Not
What is on the "to do list"
I'm working on it, progress report at a later date.