Boy To Man ....
The boy walks past the old man on the bench
Frail and a face of many tales
Young man to old in the cold
Do they see each other as so different
A man that has faced his fears and a man who has his to come
Baby to boy
They played the same
Trains and planes
They laughed they cried
They had a there first love affair
A loving kiss and a love
One has been married for eternity
One has to find his partner of life
Is there really such a differences
What will they do when its there last breath
There last moments will be the same
No differences will be made
Once again the boy becomes man
His first son is born
The man looks down and holds his son dear
A new story to be told as life now unfolds
The boy is now a man with a boy of his own
So the boy is now the man on the bench
His look on his face tells a thousand tales
His weakness shows through his paleness
But still he was a boy to a man ....
He watches as a boy walks past
He smiles and remembers
That man on the same bench
Where did that time go .....
Copyright © Sarah Hales | Year Posted 2010
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