This is one I wrote immediately upon awakening in the middle of the night a few days ago. I had actually forgotten about it until I stumbled across it today.
Through eyes of wonder, life begins,
As we look in amazement at all,
Learning and loving, living and laughing,
Blind to our imminent fall.
Through eyes of madness, we grope and grow,
As we struggle to make sense of it all,
The how and the why, we live, and we die,
Our proud walk quickly slows to a crawl.
Through eyes of sadness, our day winds down,
As we look towards the now setting sun,
And now, win or lose, in this path we did choose,
It’s too late, for our race is run.
©2020 Brian Johnson
I can’t get the formatting the way I want it to save my life. My apologies.