[center][u][b]Full Life[/b][/u]

The fly is cast and lure splashed,
Water ripples and here I fish
In ponderous wonder of it all.
Lift my glass and take a sip, 
Near coming to the bottom
But I still have many an autumn
Spring, winter, and summer 
To trickle down my lively tongue.

Be the best and sprint to the finish
For the desired win,
That’s what they always said to me.
But never had a smile on their faces
Like those of my childish awe
At my first catch from the river.
Simple wishes always been the
Best to me.

They have worked and I have played
Upon my little island in my imagined
Sees of marveled memories,
Mind always minted with meaning.
Architect I am, have built a house
In the tree where my branches
Will remain to touch those
Yet to come.

Soon one day the droplets will fade, 
The glass shall be emptied
And I will take my boat to neverwhere
To fish simply eternally, but not
A barren patch I leave;
Instead a lush garden to cherish.[/center]