Reflections

Reflections of days gone by
The face in the mirror
wrinkled, the hair gray
No one from yesterday
would recognize him today

Once up on a time, decades ago…
he was young, strong and bold
Life just seem to flow and
everything he touched
turn to gold

He ventured into the world with awe…
where he learned of many things from all

The oceans he sailed were deep…
the mountains he climbed were tall,
and the people he knew were true

But time has passed him by …
and no longer does he believe
in that aging lie

Now he sets and wonders why…
as old friends march one by one
to that last roll call in the sky

Reflections of  people he knew…
and places he’d been, those are
times forever gone by

Etched on his soul…
they will never, never die

But upon reflections...
he now must rely

Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2000

This poem is dedicated to my childhood friends of the 40’s and 50’s from Sedalia, Missouri

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