Philips Life review
06.08.06 (4:05 pm) [edit] | ||
| He lies peacefully in his bed Now his permanent home Where he rules all he surveys Often entertaining many who drop by With smiles and laughter Pointing and non-stop talking happy with the attention From the many he knew in years long passed Many come and he welcomes them Though no one else can see. Nonetheless the attention that he favors them with Is real Patiently listening to what they have to say Reliving past episodes, That brings forth tears of joy and sorrow Going over and reviewing his life. A good life it seems since he is often at peace with his living memories One day he laughs and cries at the same time Pondering something done to him Uncomprehending of the meaning Or the why of it all. I held his hand Then embraced him until it passed, Once over It was brought up no more. A quiet man gentle to a fault His voice always soft even when angry Which soon passes replaced by his smile. Again open to whomever I represent An image from his long colorful past. One day he introduced me to many of his friends I responded with my hello With only silence my greeting returned Nonetheless honored that he would think me worthy To be known by his friends present only to his inner sight. Most of the time he is at peace Smiling as if he has a secret that no one else knows. Present to a reality hidden from those like me Since it is not yet my time To enter the world of reviewing my life With the living images from my past. |