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Watching people and life walk by
by rob bear

Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Rated "G" by the Author.
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from: The Light Within our Shadowed Minds

Watching people and life walk by


Down to the park and find my favorite bench, a broken in seat, sometimes just a very old friend.


I set my cane to the side and hold my coffee for warmth; I went out for my walk and arrived for my rest.


Gone are the days when it was all done in one, gone is the strength of my youth, so now I must rest.


Let’s see, let’s see, no Freddy, no Harold, I wonder what’s become of the boys? I must be early, that’s it, or their running late.


So, let’s see what goes by; as far as people I mean; sometimes it much better than that stupid TV.


Oh there’s that young mother; with her strange looking carriage; it’s one of those used by walkers or jogger’s I guess.


You know its funny how things have changed from when I was a kid; my birds are all here; always looking for their bread; I guess they’re my friends; my friends to the end.


Let’s see, okay there they are; Marty and Jimmy; actually they are not friendly people, and for them it’s all about their chess.


Two women sit chatting, they look like old friends, and there are the Wilson’s; boy they are getting old; he with his cane and her leaning on him; well that is pretty special, all those years and still filled with love.


Okay; I am jealous; what is their secret; how did they make it work? I see some amazing things while I am just sitting right here.


Two boys in the field, with a kite of bright orange cloth, dancing and sailing against a bright baby blue sky.


There’s Walter and Mary, walking old what’s his name, a big long haired collie, who’s showing his age.


I sit back and take a moment to absorb all of these scenes, I chuckle and smile at these pictures in my head.


What a grand day to be watching these things, a point of pleasure at this stage of my life.


The air smells so sweet; the sun’s raining down warmth, bright eyes and bright smiles from those who pass by.


Hmm… still no Freddy or Harold, I guess they got lost, that’s too bad; we have such great arguments between us, they keep me feeling young and alive.


It’s been a long life, a road I walked all alone, there were people and friends, but, they all come and go.


I’m not complaining, mind you, I’ve lived a full life, the family is well, so theirs no sadness in this.


You see, I feel I’ve earned the right to do this, a walk in the sun, seeing life parade by, I’m simply amazed and intrigued at the things that I see.


The people, their actions, and the persona’s they project, how many years did I simply ignore all of these things?


Well not any more, don’t ask me how, but, now all I wish for is tomorrows bright new dawn.


It’s that I am lucky enough to find myself here, sitting and watching just one more day’s scenes.




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Reviewed by stan nassano 12/21/2010
Interesting, snapshot, of life and people

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