Well, I'm getting my affairs in order
though not much of consequence going on
as I don't have lots of business to attend to
so, I've time for sing-alongs with the swan
The friends on my Facebook aren't many
so, the loved ones at my service will be few
yet still I've nearly gratefully concluded
that I've simply done the best I can do
I'm an airplane glued together like Balsa
a flying feather pushing gusts of fresh air
so, here at the seventh stage of acceptance
I'm finally feeling naught au contraire
I'm a flier with hope plucking heartstrings
reaching up for just one more penned poem
so, I'm satisfied with all things reminiscent
and soaring lightly now above Earthly loam