Saturday, April 8, 2023

EXRAORDINARY PEOPLE, a poem

 

Every day, I read obituaries

of extraordinary people

Why am I so ordinary?

I would scale Mount Everest too,

but I can’t afford the trip

I would win a Medal of Honor,

but I couldn’t endure

the discomfort of war

I know most high achievers

fall back into ordinary lives

like everyone else,

but oh, what memories of triumph