I close my eyes but
for a moment, I am tired now and need to sleep.
I see his head droop
and his eyes close for it is clear now that he needs to sleep.
The years weigh heavy
on my shoulders and my eyes now tend to weep.
Although slumped as
though broken backed, his moistened eyes still brightly flash.
My finger tips smooth
wrinkles out upon my furrowed brow
His facial
exploration creeps as though seeking something out
But something seeps
into my bones forcing marrow out
There's a facial tick
as though, as if, life still squirms about
Life has filled me to
the brim, and nothing, nothing, nothing more can ever be packed in
But for all his
wrinkled aged skin he radiates a simple grin
Laughter used to free
me but now I feel a chill
This old man must has
the answers for his tongue is never still
And I am not so much
complete, as completely through
I hope one day to
meet myself as thoroughly fulfilled
I can't believe I've
found myself at the end so damned confused
A life well lived so
beautiful, I hope one day I could be you
I wish, I wish, I
wish, I wish, I wish for my lost youth
