Reflections - Poem by Michael Caldararo
I came upon a man I knew
He no longer looked the same.
He looked quite aged and older now
And I asked him what he’d blame.
Your skin is parched and your hair thinning
And your body looks quite broken.
He grinned a bit as I told him that
And there was more I could have spoken.
He said he didn’t feel that way
And how could I make this claim
I said it was quite obvious
But there was no reason to show shame.
He’d grown older yes, but wiser too
And simply became more tame
He wasn’t sad distraught or angry
He has just enjoyed the game.
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