To: Old Sarge
Stillness is the beat of my heart
Listless I am without you near
Alone in my twilight
cold in my stars
but I'll never forget
our ride over the Milky Way
or our showers of shooting stars
or the warmth of your body near mine
on that day...
when first ever I saw your face.
bentfeather
65 posted on
04/19/2004 8:22:13 PM PDT by
Soaring Feather
(~The Dragon Flies' Lair~ Poetry and Prose~)
To: bentfeather; SAMWolf; snippy_about_it; Colonel_Flagg; Darksheare; Darkchylde; radu; StarCMC
I am old.
I accept Time, that friend who has
walked at my side
for this century past.
My step might be slow,
my stride a shuffle now,
youthful purpose now changed for
keeping my balance.
But I am a library - that's right,
a storehouse for memories of things
you'll not see in your time.
I have seen clipper ships, and aeroplanes,
and ice cream socials with
pretty Gibson Girls,
giggling at the table next to me.
I know glory, and gloom,
despair, and desire,
and all you have to do, is ask me.
But the first thing that goes, is your hearing,
because no one will speak to you.
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