Ancient Thoughts

• Artist: Solace Light
• Description: Another creative writing assignment where we had to look at a picture the teacher posted up. It was another of an older man, sitting on a bench looking up at the sky, and this is what it brought to mind.
• Date: 07/19/2008
• Tags: ancient silent death

I look at my children.
They've all grown so old.
Yet their skin doesn't sag,
They have no grey hair,
Let them live long God,
Please hear my prayer.
I have ancient thoughts,
Wisdom beyond compare,
But I am growing so old,
We all must prepare.
There has been a lot of bad,
But it doesn't compare to the good,
Though my time is almost up,
I am always in a good mood.
My wife will soon follow,
Leave this world far behind,
We will meet at the Pearly Gates,
Where she will always be mine.
I will leave many things,
To those that I love most,
Hopefully my possessions,
Are going to good hosts.
I take one long last breath,
Seeing all I am about to leave,
I look at all my children,
Please death don't take heed.

Comments

[oh-lovelyme]

creative and pretty.