Had My Moments

I gave my eulogy yesterday

On the long graveled road

That led to the house at the top

Of the dusty hill

I spoke eloquently about my accomplishments

Or the lack thereof

The sun felt oppressive and I worried about snakes

But I was nonetheless long winded

Telling about what a bright lad I was

Good in school

Never great

A fine athlete

Never the best

A good writer, compared to most

A fine enough husband, friend and father

Nothing to boast of really

An adequate teacher

Had my moments

Noticed as I spoke that I was quite alone

Except for the dust that hung above me like a cloud

I waved it off only for it to return

Seemed I’d never reach the house at the top of the hill

A sad looking place anyway

All by itself

I closed my eulogy with a few thoughts about what I’d meant

To humanity

Not much really

Just someone passing through

As it were

Had my moments

But any contributions would not be long noted

As I finally neared the house I realized the flaw 

I was not yet deceased

I was, however, asleep

I’d never reach that house

Ever

Instead I’d wake up

To face another day

It would soon pass too

They all do...you know

So I sigh