Ol' Father Time

I looked upon my landscape of broken
Dreams and promises - but then -
a sense of having experienced a life
I could never have imagined or
Survived. The old man sat opposite
Me - his hands moved deliberately
through his white beard and whiskers
Old tired eyes peered over old round
glasses and slowly he said
“I’m pleased.” and, as if taken aback
By his own observation said again,
“Yes, I am pleased.”