You tried to do the necessary things.
The trying came with a sense of ease.
Time went by. How did you do it?

In later years, you reflect as you sit
In a chair on the porch feeling a breeze
Regrets, mistakes. A spider – one whose bite stings?

Critters galore the season brings.
It’s fall; how fast it all flees.
Is there mercy in the time left to acquit?