A Spent Life

A Spent Life

I awoke that morning long ago
And left before the sun had begun
For there were many miles to go
And people to see before the day was done
Little ones were left in slumber
I did not see their eyes
For there were many deals to make
And I was pressing toward my prize
I had set my goal
A noble one with the bar quite high
For there were many years to work
And much to achieve before I said good-bye
I awoke this morning late
The little ones are now all grown
And the deals I strived of yesteryear
Are the bitter fruit of seeds I've sown
So now I sit and stare
Remembering my youth when just begun
And shed a tear for all I missed
For now my life is almost done