Aged People
They sit on benches in nearby parks
Like journeying birds on the telegraph wire;
They dream of past days, of grand old times,
Of their long lost youth’s burned out fire.
They sit on the benches and take advantage
Of the sun’s last rays in late September –
It is so good to have a bit of warmth,
It is so fine to remember…
Medico Musings 
And I truly Love the "love-From Child\’s Pespective" i hope it is ok with you, if i\’llp ost it in my site(with credit to you of caurse)
How did you know I sit on park benches? lol
Really pretty, Jorge. I love that comparison. Have never thought of it before, but it\’s a wonderful image.Joy to you.Jaime.
That is such a good poem on Aged People. :)I think aged people are fascinating, especially when they reminisce and tell you of the past.I really like how you celebrate Christmas. Thanks for sharing that with me. Me and my sister usually just do thoughtful things for each other, more like giving books we have already read to one another or doing something else thoughtful but not necessarily expensive. This year I am taking 2 CD\’s of her children\’s pictures and making videos for her gift. I do like helping others during this time too so if I see somebody with a need, I usually do that too. I love your unmarked envelope idea. I may have to steal it. ;)Have a good day Jorge!-Michelle
We had one of our Christmas parties for our homeless kids last night. I posted some of their pics and tonight is our big party so I hope to have more pics in the next few days…Cheryl
That is such a beautiful, touching poem, Jorge!Hugs,MuMo
Hey there J!I apologize for my MIA recently. But now that finals have passed, I am now a great deal "freer" in my schedule.This poem is quite interesting. Because to me, older people live one of the greatest adventures life has to offer….enjoyment. They have lived a life of their own making and now have the chance to simply breathe in the air and bask in this, could you call it "bliss"? How are your Christmas preparations coming? Can you believe that this holiday will be before us in a few days? (eleven to be more precise… or ten depending on when you read this…)Please do take care and thanks for your ever positive comments on my space.Kelsey
Hi Jorge. My mother says she hates getting old because she still feels the same inside as she did when she was twenty, but no one else sees it. They just see an old lady who they assume is not worth the bother anymore. Sad that isn\’t it, that we no longer value the experience, and are so affected by surface appearances.
Jorge, Thank you fro stopping by my site. I wish i could post more but I can only write at the spirit moves me and what with trying to care for wilma and just feeling depressed in general and not having anything to say other then about her and her condition I know others will soon tire of reading constant updates. God bless you and all we can do is hang in there. Jim
the poem makes me think of my father 🙂 it\’s time i give him a call.
What a warm and touching portrayl!! Love it.hmm… at my ripe old age of 24, I also perch atop park benches and soak up the sun\’s warmth…
Maybe when I\’m 103?Nah, don\’t think so!(Great poem, by the way!)L.
Greetings, Jorge…Some beautiful images…I hope my beloved and I will enjoy such a time and place some day.Peace.Marge
ahhh
I\’m old and I sit on that damn bench wondering if I\’ll ever get laid again…