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Watching people and life walk by
by rob bear
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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.

 

Bear

 



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Reviewed by stan nassano
Interesting, snapshot, of life and people
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