I have felt the bitter cold

And thought of sinning

With young women

And of how I grow old.

I have heard the clock tick

And heels click

In the late evening

And engaged  in couplings and leavings.

I have considered right and wrong

And fought the fire

Of my desire

But my lust was very strong.

I have pondered on old rakes

And the mistakes

Of my flawed humanity .

And sometimes I see

The Grim Reaper coming for me.

(Doubtless I have been influenced by poets much greater than I in the composition of the above poem).