For evermore.

 I lament the loss of time gone by. No longer youthful.  Physically, that is. But really. I should embrace and celebrate what I have become. And savor the rest of life. For as long as I am alive. There is more to come. Always another horizon.  To reach and cross. Makes me wonder. If looking back is a sin. Because life is always meant to be. In the now. For evermore. --Jim Broede