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As he sits all alone in his rocking chair
the frail, old man smooths his thin, gray hair
With his companion, Loneliness, he whiles away the time
Rummaging through memories in the attic of his mind

A young man trapped in a decaying shell
Traveling back to years he still recalls so well
In a sense, seeming like many life times away
Yet, fresh in his mind as if it happened yesterday

He remembers happy moments as a child of three
A tiny tot bouncing on his daddy's knee
He revisits days filled with adventure and fun
Fishing and swimming under a hot summer sun

But his days of childhood swiftly come to a halt
In their place is found a fine, upstanding adult
He reminisces meeting the love of his life
She gives him her heart and he makes her his wife

A second World War and he hears duty call
Bringing visions of horror, watching comrades fall
Sights more horrific than any civilian can know
To this place in his time travel, he'd rather not go

He rushes on to meet with memories more sweet
Four children of their own as Life's cycle repeats
Too soon, childhood ceases and they are all grown
Leaving he and his wife, they go off on their own

His life continues to unfold in a melange of sorrow and joy
Grand child's births, the sad demise of his boy
Sixty happy years of marriage dwindles down to their final day
One last kiss for his Sweetheart as Death steals her away

Back to the present, motionless in his chair
Slumps the frail, old man with the thin, gray hair
Reaching out to his sweetheart, he bids Loneliness farewell
As the young man departs from his decrepit, old shell

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