Do you have enough stories,
have you told enough tales

Is your life overflowing,
with a need to regale

Have the roses you’ve smelled,
lined your heart or your mind

Is the path that you’ve chosen,
ahead or behind

Is your life worth a novel,
or even a poem

Are the years all connected,
or scattered and broken

If you leave only money,
or fortune, or fame

The last chapter unwritten
—and lost in refrain

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2019)