A Poem for an Old Man

David is a previous editor of the Australian Friend

I treasure each moment we have together

And treasure each morn waking again

A week is a bonus, a month even more

A year, celebration toasting for more

 

Past times we travelled oblivious of time.

Parties and birthdays dotted the line

Relics collected and old folks moved on

Relentless the journey that takes us along

 

It’s the moment that matters each breath that we take

The vision of now is the scene to embrace

Talking with friends is a full cup of joy

A sense of togetherness. Let’s enjoy. 

 

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