Autumn Age.

And as the leaves

Begin to change from green

To red

So too do I alter

And curl a little more

At the edges

Day after day.

 But at last

I do not care.

At all.

At last

It does not matter.

That I will

Eventually fall.

  For already I have won.

 I.am.here.

 Now.

That is the onus

And anything else

Yes, Life itself-

Is just a bonus.