Come friends come fellow poets; <br />No matter what your station or your age <br />Monarch, peasant, peer or politician, <br />All who aspire to write upon life’s page; <br />what common thread aligns each life’s ambition? <br /> <br />Ambitions change! <br />For in the callow innocence of youth <br />we prize our immortality <br />and Truth. <br /> <br />But time expands and then erodes <br />that bright veneer. <br />We seek our fame and fortune. <br />Perhaps another’s heart. <br />The essence of a promising career. <br />While in our space the world will still revolve. <br />Eventually, ambitions must resolve; <br />Then must we turn our mortal tools away. <br /> <br />Poets and Kings <br />must face approaching night, <br />and all would wish before the fading light <br />that we might find some words <br />in dark December; <br /> <br />That someday, somewhere, <br />someone might remember.<br /><br />Thomas Vaughan Jones<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-common-ambition/
