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Click hereChances are...
He has 'Old-Timers'
He was here today
telling me about 'yester-year'
of when he was a boy
hunting 'snipe' for supper
loading his shot-gun barrel with broken glass
to increase his chances
chances are...
it was one of his most memorable yesterdays
Like yesterday
he asked 'where am I at?'
I said, 'Home!'
he asked, 'where is that?'
Mom says, 'Home is where the heart is'
chances are ...
he didn't remember that today
Today he toys with a fishing line
like he has forgotten what to do with it
family, the tie that binds
a rope with many strands
an old timer holds tightly to one
chances are...
he won't be here too many more tomorrows
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 35,000 poems.
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home is where the heart is and mine is with you while you are forgetting things don't forget that.
love your wife always,
sandra
I love it !! Heartfelt and sweet.
A vivid look at the realities of life,
painted with a masterfull stroke !!
* Huggs *
i loved the use of "Old-Timers" as a replacement!
It was a wonderful journey ART!
**HUGS & KISSES**
~LB~