Would-have-beens

With some more years before
Fading pearls of eyes,old man
Easily traverses  memory lane,
A dusty lane of a quilted street,
In sleepy hollows of a rag bed.

A rag bed shall invoke pleasant
Would-have-beens, challenges
At the summit top of endeavor,
The red fluttering rag one had
Sunk in snowy conquest’s peak
On paths strewn with hangings.

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