What have I been drinking tonight <br />Port Tawny aged in oak casks, hours <br />outside, philosophizing about life, <br />now it’s too late to start reading <br />about the Eternal Validity of the <br />Soul, too late to start translating <br />that new document – I thought I <br />could be Yang, trying for excellence <br />but life will have none of it – either <br />I’m sour and bitter and dedicated, <br />and boring to death, or I’m happy <br />and smiling and relaxed, enjoying <br />Port with you – I have given up on <br />excellence preferring joie de vivre, <br />you and the kids, I’ll never reach the <br />levels of excellence I’ve been <br />dreaming about - but we shall have <br />memories of such very good times…<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memories-of-very-good-times-5-14-2008/
