Pondering
He got up slowly from his seat
With shaky knees it was quiet a feat
And stretched his back to straighten then
Shuffling over to the the kitchen bench end
He sipped his coffee made with instant
Staring out the window mulling over his circumstance
There was a time when he stood straight
Looking life in the eye and each day was not left to fate
He set his course without a look back with no sway
Looking life square in the eye as was his way
But that life passed some time ago
While he made other plans in his life’s show
And he is known for telling stories of the old days
When he stood tall and showed the way
For his memories are what remain of those times
As he looked out the window
and paid the world no mind.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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