Two Score, and One More

Two Score, and One More

Two Score, and one more.

More like a soccer game, now:

Scoring differently.

Two Score, and one more.

Half-way to four score and two:

Life half-way complete.

Two Score, and one more.

Straddling two centuries:

Two millennia.

Two Score, and one more.

Enough to be a father:

Contented as son.

Two Score, and one more.

Staccato to Vibrato:

Triumphant soundtrack.

Two Score, and one more.

Nearing the top of life’s hill:

Or is it mountain?

Two Score, and one more.

Less frustrated, more content:

And still evolving.

Two Score, and one more.

Succumbing to haiku’s ease:

Basking in structure.

Two Score, and one more.

Revolving stock on life’s shelf:

Using unexpired.

Two Score, and one more.

Thirteenth smallest prime number.

Indivisible.

Two Score, and one more.

Like the first of the Bush clan:

Now expecting third.

Two Score, and one more.

“Thank you”s balance with “Sorry”s:

Well, not quite balanced.

Two Score, and one more.

In technology’s shadow:

Seeking warmth in print.

Two Score, and one more.

On one hand, accomplishments: