I wonder whether
in my advanced maturity
I'm getting sappy -
a sign of second childhood
regression as progress … ?
when even cheesy happy ends
on late night television movies
almost bring tears to my eyes
or is it just
fulfillment on the screen
of ancient human dreams
that we can live in harmony
happy in peace
instead of war
no bombs no deadly rockets
no children lost to famine or to terror
no need to flee the rubble
of what used to be your home
I guess I‘m getting sappy