I spend a lot of time enjoying my grandchildren these days. I love my kids but their lives are their own now so I just support them in whatever way I can and pray for them constantly. I watch my wife as she feeds the grandchildren much in the same way she fed our kids. This is what prompted me to write the following poem. I am moved by the fact that I sometimes wonder how the years have fled so quickly leaving only memories.

Fly, Fly Away

Birds fly high in the sky.
Each day of life takes flight as it skips by.
Then weeks take flight and are soon part of my past.
Then come the months winging past way too fast.
Finally as I look back I realize that years have gone for they could not last.
Now I find myself looking back on a life lived well.
I have many memories, lots of stories to tell.
Once I was a child at play yearning to become grown-up and on my own.
Then I graduated high school and my life entered a new zone.
I should have been happy but I felt all alone
Until the day I met her, and she became my source of joy.
Two years later we had a baby boy.
Two girls followed and before I knew it I was a grandpa.
To say the least, my life has not been dull.
My life has been like the bird in flight.
I have gain much over the years including better insight.
Now as I live my days, months and years.
I look back at the times of joy and the periods of tears.
I also treasure each day ahead for I know.
Those days will come and how quickly they will go.
Live every day as a day unto the Lord, thy God above
And forget not the wonderful treasure that is founded in love.