Brian Cochran Poet Free verse

When I Grow Old

When I grow old
Will I forget to remember
All my regrets?
Will I be kind to myself
With memories
Of a universe of time
Forfeited to fear?
When I grow old
Will phantoms fog my eyes
Will ancient ghosts sing me lullabies 
Until I fall away Into dreams
Now mournful and cold?
Will I find myself awake in the dark
Praying,
Listening for that one lost beat
Of my heart?
When I grow old 
Will I have the strength
To bear the weight of a world
That never was?

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Gregory Richard Barden March 18, 2018 at 2:45 AM Heartfelt congratulations on your well-deserved win, Brian - blessings and best wishes to you, friend! :-) Brian Cochran March 18, 2018 at 11:23 AM Thank You, Gregory. Thank you so much for reading my poem. : )

Paul Marc March 16, 2018 at 4:00 PM Well said - congrats on your win! Brian Cochran March 16, 2018 at 5:07 PM Thank you. Thank you very much. I appreciate your appreciation. : )

L. J. Carber March 16, 2018 at 8:41 AM This is good, and ends very strong. As I have-- inexplicably-- reached official old age, I can relate to many of your questions. with yes, yes, yes .... Brian Cochran March 16, 2018 at 10:48 AM Ha! Yes, inexplicably indeed. You think there is so much time...then you wake up one day a half century old and complaining about the price of coffee.?? Thanks for reading. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Line Gauthier March 16, 2018 at 7:07 AM Awesome poem, Brian. What a wonderful perspective. Strong message about options before we even get to that stage. A FAVE for me. Thank you. Brian Cochran March 16, 2018 at 11:14 AM Thank you, Line. I'm glad you enjoyed my poem. Ah, if I had only known then what I know now... : )

Silent One March 15, 2018 at 7:31 AM something we all have to look forward to, full of uncertainty, but always best to take it one day at a time... nice poem Brian.. Brian Cochran March 15, 2018 at 10:02 AM Thank you so much for your comment. I'm glad you enjoyed my poem. As I get older I find myself ruminating on the decisions I've made in my life and all the things that I regret not doing because I was afraid of some imagined consequence. So, life goes on. We learn and, hopefully, grow as people. Thanks again for reading.