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Old Man, Look at My Life
by Tony WhitakerLike
New fallen leaves,
The soft crackle of memories
Masks a hidden path
In an old growth forest
Where dreams of you still snake
Through these time-tested trees of my
Life
04/28/2009 Author's Note: I'm a lot like you were...
Posted on 04/28/2009
Copyright © 2024 Tony Whitaker
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 04/28/09 at 09:03 AM I love that song. This took me away..... |
| Posted by Kris Mara on 04/28/09 at 12:03 PM this is just brilliant....every word (and sound) |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/28/09 at 12:04 PM Clever and very nicely written connection. |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 04/28/09 at 02:32 PM The song lyric pulled me into read this and I throughly enjoyed this... just lovely Tony! Just an amazing image. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 04/28/09 at 04:24 PM ...tony, the others above got to enjoy this before i got to it, no matter, it still shines, i love the nuance of the gist...'makes a hidden path'...too much, and i too am [hope to be] old man. great write. |
| Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 05/01/09 at 09:17 PM How we do tend to grow like we know and this tie to a time tested tune with such beauty and lines is excellent. smh |
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