As I reflect I must confess

Am I really the best to which I can attest

Am I slipping into darkness as I begin to rest

Or Can I live up to life’s great test

As everyone goes away

It seems like darkest paves the way

I hate to see light fade away

But in this hour what saves the day

Hope.

Hope to see my old man days

Hope to be remember in a happy way

Hope to accomplish all my dreams

Hope to not fall to greed