OLD MAN AND HIS MEMORIESA Poem by DONALD EISSLERAn old man who has wise words for one to reflect upon. It’s early Friday morning He sees an eagle on the fly Then the sun starts to break The darken moonless sky. . There is peace and tranquility That surrounds his mortal soul. He drifts back to a different time, His memories starting to unfold. . Life has been good to him As he traveled these 80 years. Though some of the memories . His eyes are not so sharp now As they were in by gone times. Why does it have to be? Growing old seems such a crime! . The past is the present now, As the present is not so good. Wonders if the Lord really knew, If old age he understood. . He may not remember yesterday, The past he remembers well. Come sit along side of him. There's many stories he can tell. . Can remember his first kiss And the day he took his wife. The day the Lord took her life. . Still tries to understand Why He left him all alone. Could it not be what they say, Maybe He has a heart of stone? . Is that why He gave us a memory? That good and bad times when recalled. Eases the pain of growing old To make it seem not so bad at all? . He turns his head to look at me His eyes, now a cloudy shade of blue. “I have not much more time here, One thing I would like for you to do” "Tell your wife Tell your children too. Tell them that you love them Even when they make you blue.” . For someday you may sit here Your future in the past, Nothing but your memories, That’s the only thing that lasts. . Make your memories bring Love into your heart. It’s like being born again, Not the end, but a brand new start!
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8 Reviews Added on July 11, 2011 Last Updated on July 11, 2011 AuthorDONALD EISSLERMOORPARK, CAAboutOriginally from NY but lived in Ca. for last 40 + yrs more..Writing
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