By Pete Tucker

Time marches on in life
With its habitual jobs list.
Some I’ve crossed off, thank God.
Some I’ve completely missed.

Though I am caused to ponder.
Will it ever be complete?
That irrepressible jobs list
Before I’m altogether beat ?

Wise up, old man.
You’ve done enough to know.
The work will always be there
When o’er horizon you will go.