From Isolation Into Contemplation of a Better Tomorrow Part Two

From Isolation Into Contemplation Of A Better Tomorrow Part Two Spring had come amongst the eager popular trees he walked the old trail with his arthritic knees, thinking about ongoing life, wide open plains angry sky above, promising a flood of rain. Hearing river, melodic was its soothing roar if only she was with him, life would be no bore youth and its glories jumped into weary mind what today, what little newborn joy could he find? Then there it was, a boat, his boat long ago lost there in red letters, "LIVE BEFORE THE KILLING FROST" found again, after seven long years had flown by little joy had come- he remembered her blue eyes. Fleeting tho' it was, for lonely then cried out fool- remember she is gone roared that loud shout ahh yes, to eternal grieving self he mused life relents not, for a spell he was confused. Reality knocked, saying grandson is gone how could that you forget, you are always alone that flooded river, in your lost boat take a ride stop weeping, childish sorrow I cannot abide. Robert J. Lindley, 11-20-2021 Narrative Note- Part two of a planned 4 part narrative but hey with the uncertainty of life who knows, could be cut short or on a mere whim extended until another storm blows out the near fading lights…..