A Life Well Lived (Haiku)

A Life Well Lived

Crawling awkwardly,
hard to balance on two wheels
the first few years


Running with a stick,
too many to stop them all
he shoots he scores


Numbers too many,
drawing on the side of pages
homework is dull


The first windsor knot,
too much to do in one day
a busy graduation


Six comes early,
effort feels like a dead end
the rent gets paid


One hundred and ten,
nobody will know the difference
another speeding ticket


Untouched plates on the table,
its difficult to break the silence
our first date


A knock at the door,
She smiles through the curtain
a sleepless night


So many people,
hands through pockets searching
he lost the ring


She thinks I gave up,
feathers amidst the laughter
the pillow breaks


Hands clasped together,
a few moments in the years
we broke the kiss


In many pieces,
tears that sting those two eyes
a broken heart


As quick as it came
descending through the air,
a quiet sunset


Few have grasped,
it leaves before you know
a life well lived

© Copyright 2011 Brian Joseph Johns