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The Old Man
by Tina M Clark
Saturday, December 10, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Here's one that is a little different. Who do you think the old man is?








I had passed him almost everyday


and a few time's nodded


as I passed on my way


This day was different in many ways


I felt alone and lost


within a world of people and pain


I walked up and nodded as I


usually did


and paused to ask the time


He glanced up with his


rheummy eyes


Where deep within


a sparkle still shined


This old man sat everyday


feeding the ducks on the pond


 


He reached up and clasped my hand


 


He said, "Have you a sit down


for a minute, if you can"


I thought at first to refuse


But something in his eyes


and in the feel of his hands


drew me


I sat beside him


alone


 just the two of us


and pondered the weeks events


 


All those years working


long hours into the night


all the money made


went into our big grand house


I had three children


I loved more than all the world


and my mate


that held the key's


to my hearts gate


My life was perfect


not unlike some fairy tale


Before I saw it had all went


 stright to hell


 


Now I sat broken,


 worn and confused


Not knowing which way to turn


My Children gone


All my efforts


had been in vain


She had walked away


and brought the rain


it started as a drizzle


cold, wet


sinking deep to my bones


Then a down-pour


Untill I could see no more


 


The Old Man sitting beside me


Had said not a word


But, it was in that quiteness


I thought I heard


 


You've got to learn to forgive


and let it go my Son


When you do


You once again will see the sun


The gray clouds will pass


If you'll just stop and ask


Don't carry this burden


all alone


For if you do


one day you'll see


it will be You alone


under these old tree's


Feeding the ducks


and still feeling


down on your luck




 


So chin up my boy


Stand tall and proud


There is more to this life


than money and shrouds


reach down deep 


and pull up a smile


 


Having sat there


 for quite awhile


When I turned to look


I was alone 


 


I reached within


to touch my inner man


He was wounded


but had felt


the gentle touch of


The Old Man


 


2005 Tina Clark


 


 

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Reviewed by Pamela garner 12/29/2005
breath taking simply wonderful
Reviewed by Paul Berube 12/13/2005
Tina,

Beautiful story and poem. He is who you chose Him to be. Embrace life and rejoice as it was given to you for such. Blessings Always, Your Friend, Paul.
Reviewed by Richard Christopher Suarez 12/12/2005
Tina, not only is this an outrageous story within a poem,..
the beauty of the wisdom and it's humanity shines your heart
felt purity in real radiant brilliance!!!!
exceptional in every way!!!!!
peace and holy blessngs to you and yours',
Rich Criso Suarez
Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater 12/12/2005
The Old Man is the spirit of Johnny Cash. Just listen to his songs and he says the same.

Sage
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) 12/12/2005
loved it.. but i think the old man is erm (thinks) (thinks long and hard) got it.. your son.....
Reviewed by Aberjhani 12/11/2005
A truly exceptional parable filled with much inspiration and creative vision. Not sure who the Old Man was but the gift he brought was the healing love and compassion of the Christ Spirit. Much peace and many blessings to you--
Aberjhani
Reviewed by Lori Moore 12/11/2005
An inner voice. Enjoyed.
Reviewed by Rosemarie Skaine 12/11/2005
This is my Dad. He always said that if you do not love and if you do not forgive, you lose your soul. R
Reviewed by Ken Bass (Reader) 12/11/2005
Tina, I believe that the old man is the inner self of the young man, which could also be interpreted as his guardian angel. He could be the young man's role model as who he would someday like to be.

Ken
Reviewed by Barbara Bass (Reader) 12/11/2005
I think that the old man is the guardian angel of the young man, and is a loving expression of his thoughts and feelings. Keep up the good work, Tina.
Barbara
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 12/11/2005
I think the old man is a "teacher." They come in different guises. Thank you for sharing this offering, Tina. Love and peace.

Regis
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 12/11/2005
I think it's your Alter Ego!!

Well done!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Sandie Angel 12/11/2005
No matter what one does in life, or what others have done in their life that is against you, forgiveness is what makes everything well once again.

Since my mother took ill, there are so many layers of emotions unfolding within me. We live, and we learn. Nobody is perfect. No one had a manual on how to live life when they step into this world, we are all living and learning at the same time. Sometimes we make mistakes, and sometimes others have made mistakes, but once we realize that we are all here to live and learn, and once we have forgiven each other, there is so much happiness within us.

I find that people who are not ready to forgive other's mistake have only themselves to answer for their own happiness, for if one cannot be happy within oneself, it is highly unlikely that others can make them happy.

We live, we work, we fulfill our dreams; and if they're not fulfilled by the time we leave this earth, at least we know we have given it our best try and that's what makes each of us so valuable as a human being.

Hope my rambling is not upsetting everyone...

Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)

Reviewed by jude forese 12/11/2005
the old man was his oversoul ...
Reviewed by Steve Patterson 12/11/2005
i really do like this.

a personal story ... started my job as a convenience store clerk ... Graveyard shift (11pm-7am) a few months ago. besides the drunks & skunks i have a "Regular"...older man (older than me - that's old), comes in every morning around 6am, coffee refill (75cents) and the lottery results. sometimes, pay by check + $10. this man gave me a really hard time while i was learning, i took his sh*t, now we bee "Friends". i have actually learned not only about "his Life" but about "HIM". people are so wonderful. we have only to appreciate them.
TX
Reviewed by Linda Hill 12/11/2005
Awesome poem, Tina. Maybe the old man was an angel sent to lift this mans spirits, ease his despair. I enjoyed this very much.

~Linda
Reviewed by Betty Torain 12/11/2005
My first thought was a missing parent. I think we bring our own frame of references to much of thinking. Please read my blog. to understand what I mean. I'm working on a poem also. I guess the old man is your inner-spirit. I love the write. Thanks for sharing. Love Betty Torain.
Reviewed by George Carroll 12/11/2005
Your alter ego?



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