Barry Goldwater One Age To Another Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Generations speed by on ageless doilies of satin lace, begotten
of love and friendship, ties bind one age to another.

When young, friends of parents become adults you know, growing
up moves friendship farther apart.

There are people whom you have loved when young - respected all
your life and every once in a while, meet and greet again.

As it was the other day when I spoke for a few minutes to Barry
Goldwater, a friend years ago of my mother and father.

It was a wonderful experience, because my two sons met my long
ago friend, they too loved Barry, they thought he was great,
because he took a few moments to talk to them about their futures.

Barry has always been special to me and now to my children, a
famous, well-known, fantastic man who is still as human and
down to earth as when I was a child.

(1980's)