INDEPENDENCE LOST
Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2016 7:31 am
INDEPENDENCE LOST
Foraging through chests of drawers
and boxed up bags of bric-a-brac,
sweet memories of mine and yours
came trickling, then flooding back.
Embraced by warm remembrances,
awash in thoughts of yester year,
I sighed a sigh of time gone by
which heralded a lonely tear.
Age tends to cage us, trapped within
these brittle bones and failing limbs,
to gaze upon a youthful time
of playful romps and summer swims.
Where went the care free nonchalance,
the chasing of the surf and sun,
buoyed by a sheer exuberance
of independence fin'lly won.
It disappeared into a chest,
along with independence lost.
The price paid for a length of life
Is learning to accept the cost.
Copyright (c) Allan Cropper March 2016
Foraging through chests of drawers
and boxed up bags of bric-a-brac,
sweet memories of mine and yours
came trickling, then flooding back.
Embraced by warm remembrances,
awash in thoughts of yester year,
I sighed a sigh of time gone by
which heralded a lonely tear.
Age tends to cage us, trapped within
these brittle bones and failing limbs,
to gaze upon a youthful time
of playful romps and summer swims.
Where went the care free nonchalance,
the chasing of the surf and sun,
buoyed by a sheer exuberance
of independence fin'lly won.
It disappeared into a chest,
along with independence lost.
The price paid for a length of life
Is learning to accept the cost.
Copyright (c) Allan Cropper March 2016