Jimmy

When you look back at your life, will you be satisfied?

Jimmy
looked back at his house
with his hands on his hips and his head on his shoulders
and wondered how his hair got so grey
and when his kids got so old
he faced the house he raised his children in
and saw his grand kids swinging on the tire
he built himself
and looked up to the sky
and heard his wife whisper down
you did good, Jimmy,
you did good