Ticking through another year,
Softly pausing here
To recollect, to pause again,
Nestling bravely near
My life as text, thusly written,
Reading back from my first fifty,
Nipped: kitten smitten:
Pausing: Letting go of ghosts: parents, siblings
Traded for spirits:
Butterflies and cardinals and dragonflies:
No longer haunted; visited instead.
Pausing: Letting go of self-hurt: wrongs and slights
Traded for re-do’s:
Penance, forgivenesses and charities.
No longer hunted: sought again instead.
Pausing: Letting go of forties: Not. Quite. Yet.
Yet-traded, tax free:
Deferring and Accruing and Investing.
No longer burdened: annuitized.
Recording over cassettes taped.
Replacing analog with digital,
An all persistent memory that
Will undoubtedly outsize
The stuck-in-earning perfect prize.
Pausing here, lingering,
Mashed up: tinkering
Pressing record—the red button—
Near, hyphened, fiftily