36 years have gone by way to fast
I built relationships I thought would last
It’s retirement day and I finally understand
I mean no more to them than the corner trash can
Tag: life
Too Old For New York City
Winter in that city ripped the warmth from my soul.
All those faceless people with frozen hearts and minds,
Alive but not living, pushing… rushing…struggling
Like rats scuttling in and out of nameless places
Life there was for dreamers and only the young have
Any dreams left to give. There’s no inspiration
There for a man too old for imagination.
Not there among all those hurried, screaming masses
Life
The stone is set
My die has been cast
What the future brings
Will slide into the past
No amount of want
Will ever make it stay
It will fade to memories
Of yesterday
Age
You silenced the calling out of children
Across empty lots and down twilight alleyways
You stole the summers of innocents
And the friends and lovers of forgotten days
Long ago, you teased me with your possibilities
Filled me with hope and fantasies
Then jerked away your promises
And left me with want and empty dreams
To My Young and Innocent Jerry
You are too impatient
In your eager search for the now
You’ve left no time for reflection
On ‘the once was’ or the ‘what will be’
I will tell you to slow down and enjoy the ride
I know you will not listen
You will not listen to anyone
Just stop trying so hard
Let us wear out our life
Listening to the wind in the trees
Feel the summer warmth on our face
Breathe the coolness of the evening
Hear the music of nature drifting across open meadows
Smell the intoxicating scent of wild flowers
Opening their souls to worship the morning sun
I know that in your rush to reach
What you believe to be success
You will ignore it all
Until you realize that it was not worth it
I pity your journey
Jerry Brotherton 