Just think about desire and circumstance:
One might make of fortune what one would.
However things turn out by choice or chance,
No devastation lacks some seeds of good.
Maybe one enjoyed one's sense of power
Employed in the pursuit of some ideal,
Liking well one's presence in each hour,
Engaged in matters more intensely real.
No doubt. But one has much that one might treasure,
Days of useful work and days of pleasure,
Enjoying children, grandchildren, and wife,
Zestful still, and full of vivid life.
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