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TODAY’S POEM

IN HIS EYES

Eyes that speak to me of days long gone

yet in their present state appear forlorn.

Within their depth his parents live and breathe

their visage in his face, through time reborn

In age he's traded now for reverie

of times made pleasant by their memory.

He does not hear the future calling him

or retain the meaning of "To Be."

Adrift upon his sea of wish and whim

occasionally attuned when seeing kin

a thread as fine a bond as spider's web

tethers who he used to be within.

In his eyes, a glimpse of soulful truth

of one we knew, but now returned to youth

(c)AHI5/1/10