An old man is an archive,
holding records of past history.
They are kept alive and survive
in his memory.
There to share with you and me,
in his wondrous library.
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In this depository of his mind,
treasures abound you will find.
And in 'the flames of death';
when an old man dies,
a library burns down.
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Within these waning embers
the cost,
if not passed on.
These records of wisdom,
are forever lost.
Once an old man, is gone~
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Author:
Thad Wilk (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 24th, 2024 09:49
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Indeed so with each a burning of the library of Alexandria. A point well taken and a great metaphor my friend
Hii ya Soren!! 👋 🤠
Thanks for your
awesome comment my friend!!☺️
Great a hearing from ya!! 👍
Best regards peace ✌️ Thad
Good write T.
Hii ya Orchidee!! 🐹🐹👋
Thank you I
Appreciate it immensely! 😃
Have a great Thursday!👌
Best regards peace ✌️ Thad
G'day Thad,
Old men leave records everywhere:
Memoirs and (oh no!) poetry.
Nothing rhymes with poetry but ‘tree’
So leave it alone and let it be -
Trees last longer with less hot air…
Phew - nearly fell over there; ran out of rhyme. You are making it harder.. any time you want me to give up, just say so...
Hii ya Dave guy!! 👋 🐶 🐕
Thanks for stoppin' by! 👌
Don't give up your rhyming
comments in poetry! 😳
Cuz there's other
words that rhyme with it,
other than tree .🌴🤣
Great hearing from ya! ☺️
Best regards peace ✌️ Thad
Yes? Well I was in trouble when I looked - would quite value a small list. Might be handy sometime.... don't know when.... but...😊
Such true words Thad, so much id lost when an old man dies.
Andy
Hii ya Andy!! 👋😊
Thank you my friend!!
Happy you enjoyed!! 👍
Y'all have a great weekend!!
Best regards ✌️ Thad
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