Sonnet: Thus, The World Goes On! Poem by Dr John Celes

The town where I was born and bred has changed
A lot, so much so that I find it hard
To recognize, as buildings have vanished,
And mighty trees aren't found in any ward!

Most mammoth trees I used to see when young
Have all been razed to ground, replaced by trees
Anew, and giant structures built far-flung,
And newer names in graves of cemeteries!

Those happiest years of childhood life are gone!
The new landscape is fine, unnatural;
Old-timers most have left, I feel alone,
Awaiting day of my own funeral!

More news of grief and woes, I hear each day!
Yet, things must happen in God's destined way!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-12-2012