THE OLD MAN AND THE NEW

THE OLD MAN AND THE NEW
(Shakespearean Sonnet)

Roger A. Davis

We knew each other for such a very short time
Our paths had crossed in the mid-morn stroll
Your pace was slow and mine was in its prime
The days were mind; upon you they took toll

For you, I was a mirror of the past
But in you, I saw no eternity
Your worn out face, my future did not cast
For I could not see that serenity

And now you’re gone from the walks in the field
The days are many since we shouted, “Hi”
And now I’m troubled what the future will yield
The days are many since we said, “Good-bye”

The years have passed and have taken their due
But what peace, old friend, I’m nearing you