Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

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 October 16, 2018 at 2:36 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 October 15, 2018 at 7:05 PM Sad to deteriorate to the point of looking forward to death for liberation. Well penned, Gershon. Gershon Wolf October 15, 2018 at 7:35 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 October 15, 2018 at 5:28 PM Oh but there is so much in between dear poet, we wouldn't want to miss a moment, Thanks for sharing. Gershon Wolf October 15, 2018 at 7:34 PM Ah, so true. So very true. That, of course, is why all great readers read between the lines. :) gw

Nette Onclaud October 15, 2018 at 3:42 PM ohh, written with such depth I paused for a while in awe oh how this ended, gershon... so lovely... huggs Gershon Wolf October 15, 2018 at 7:34 PM Thank you for the support and the encouragement, nette. Much appreciated. Best wishes, Gershon