Analysis of Treasuring a well spent life
Years long ago, I laid my head on cold, dry sand,
Close to where the seashore gave way to the ocean,
Stretching out my frail form facing the star-filled skies;
The sound of waves gently breaking on pebbled shore,
The pale moonlight glistening over the restive sea,
And the balmy breeze caressing softly my face:
At age nine, I thought then, life must be so precious
To possess jewels like these.
Now, I, past forty, staring at my weathered hands:
Tasks that they've done etched the marks of demanding dues
And wearied strength, sapped by promises left undone,
Still prodding the heart to desire for one more blow;
And rising to heave this aging body, I dreamed
Of that moment, when in my youth, thought of this hour;
Far from the gently breaking waves on pebbled shores,
Treasuring a well-spent life.
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Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 785 |
Words | 141 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 16 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 40 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 633 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 141 |
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