Donal’s Note to Santa

A Work in Progress
97

Old age experiences time present

How change happens slowly then suddenly 

It’s time to update last wills and testament

Time past is fast forgotten

I’d like a broom to sweep oak baseboard trim 

Where it meets the edge of bamboo flooring 

Instead of using my fingers to dredge

Cobwebs dog hair intermingled

The mind must maintain its own dusty stacks

Not shelving time present saving room for time past

In whose archive runs experience’s seam

Where memories gleam

I’d like a box of matches and many candles 

To make a bright stage out of darkness

Where I can play back favorite times and places 

Remembering happiness

The supply of firewood has run out there is no coal

I’d like a kerosene heater to heat thick stone walls

I’d like my youth again to enjoy time future

Not avoiding its calls

Dick Russell © Richard M Russell

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