Goldfinch60

The Old Man by the River.

I was walking by My River,

There ahead of me sat a man,

A man of very many years.

He was looking at My River

A smile on his face,

With happiness showing all over.

I greeted him with a smile

And sat down beside him.

He started to talk to me,

He told me that as he sat there

The River flowing slowly past him

And His Life flowed before him.

A life full of love,

Love of wife and family.

The music in his life never stopped,

It was always there.

The wonder of nature,

Never ceased to amaze him.

He looked at me

And told me he had always been happy,

Happy with his life,

Now nearing its end.

I got up and started to walk away

And I looked back,

But he had gone.

Then I realised

That that man,

Will be me.