The Centurions

They at times walk unsteadily
They also nod off so readily
But you have to admire their tenacity
Their outright audacity
They have out lived all their fears
They have shed most all their tears
The future worries them not
Today, is all they got
They are the centurions
Captains of one hundred years

by Don Eckles

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