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“The Old
Man”
cji
7/6/12
Sitting
by the hour alone
reclusive
without seeing
none to
join him or sit near
he was
clean and neat
a smile
lingering within
sharing
sunlight with all
sometimes
to feed squirrels
and
little notes to make;
Most
others now mistake
thinking
him to in perils
yet
refusing him to call
not
realizing the veil thin
all
heavens at his feet
his
communications clear
at peace
with his being
for him
the Son did atone;
Communications
whisper
cherished
friends near
loved
ones guarding him
once who
was so strong;
and to
none did any wrong
his
memories not to dim
the old
man with eyes clear
of whom
angels whisper!
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