Stanley Cooper

Rookie - 20 Points (August 4th,1926 / New York City)

The Question - Poem by Stanley Cooper

Now that you’re seventy-five, do you ever think about your death? ”

Yes son

I know to live forever
With those I love
Is just a fantasy

But sometimes I ponder
The inevitability of my death
And when I do
The valued gift of my long life
Is more clearly focused

When past times are recalled
I long for those loved and lost
Hauntingly, wistfully

Sadness and futility
Cloud my thoughts
I too will be only a memory
But when?
I wonder

I’m eighty now
And do not dwell on death



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  • (9/26/2006 1:08:00 PM)

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, September 24, 2010

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