12 13 14

It is a small thing
in fact
 it is a silly thing
to write a poem about
12 13 and 14

but that is fine
not all poems need to be
serious
or impart cosmic wisdom

The only reason these numbers
matter to me today
is that they compose
today's date

and those numbers will not
appear in sequence again
for another 100 years

I will have long been dead
buried and turned to ash

Everyone I know will be dead

12 13 and 14
thank you for the reminder
of my passing days

How beautiful you look
together in that way