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Once He Ran, a Younger Man

Once he ran, a younger man, now he hobbles Once he walked, cheerfully talked, now he wobbles Once he laughed, a breezy updraft, now he cries Once he hoped, with the future eloped, now he sighs Once he looked forward ~ Now he looks toward The day when he can die

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M. L. Kiser

Date: 10/16/2018 2:36:00 PM

Sad but, that is a reality for many, as they age. I had a great aunt, whom aged quite a bit but, she was still playing cards with friends, until 4 or 5am in the mornings at age 85. She had vim, vigor, spunk, fire and spit and I hope to be like her when I'm that old. People don't see through

Line Gauthier

Date: 10/15/2018 7:05:00 PM

Sad to deteriorate to the point of looking forward to death for liberation. Well penned, Gershon.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 10/15/2018 7:35:00 PM

Yet so many do...As for me, I'd rather cling to life. Thank you for weighing in on this one, Line. Best wishes, gw

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 10/15/2018 5:28:00 PM

Oh but there is so much in between dear poet, we wouldn't want to miss a moment, Thanks for sharing.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 10/15/2018 7:34:00 PM

Ah, so true. So very true. That, of course, is why all great readers read between the lines. :) gw

Nette Onclaud

Date: 10/15/2018 3:42:00 PM

ohh, written with such depth I paused for a while in awe oh how this ended, gershon... so lovely... huggs

Gershon Wolf
Date: 10/15/2018 7:34:00 PM

Thank you for the support and the encouragement, nette. Much appreciated. Best wishes, Gershon