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Watching An Old Man

And old man setting on a park bench

The September sun

Reflecting off the cloud puff of white hair

The sun closing the day and bringing the memories

 That haunts through the nights mind

Already starting it refuses all reason

 And continues to drift

Day to night

I watch the old man from a distance

almost feeling his loneliness

The old man

Watches as the passer byes

Running to get home

Having a place to go

 Or so they think

He smiles to think

He watches the old couple hand and hand

And smiles at how lucky they are

The young couple playfully kissing in a doorway

He smiles to himself thinking of doorways

So long ago

I feel so young and free

I wonder why

the old man doesn’t notice me

And then in the reflection

Of a passing bus

I see the old man

and I

are really us

© 2012, Dan Sanders. All rights reserved.

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I made it through college, started at Pace in New York, family seemed to think I needed a business degree. I didn't last long, two double periods of accounting a week and I was off to N.Y. U. To make a long story short ( too late for that) I graduated from UCLA and actually, my biggest kick out of that is just saying, especially here on the east coast UCLA, but I could care less, been in Boston since 1975, though I was coming for a year or so. A very good friend at the time, she said to me "Dan you'll never leave Boston" so dear Florida “Sun Spot Baby" you're down there, been in and out of radio, TV, acting and that's me in a nut shell.


3 Comments

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    Dani Heart
    August 15, 2012 at 12:49 pm ·

    Every day I count my blessings that I do not have to walk through this world alone. This is poignant and heartbreaking at the same time. I smile at doorways too. Well done Dan. :)
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    Dan Sanders (Author)
    August 15, 2012 at 3:17 pm ·

    Dani,

    I know you know this. But words can never tell what one feels as deep as the feelings can go, you pour it out and when you think you are done, wham, it hits you, I can go deeper. But when someone like you feels in essence and relates not just to the meaning,but on some level the true pain, and I can feel she gets it, then the pain of sharing it is worth it

    Thank You
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    Dan Sanders (Author)
    August 15, 2012 at 3:18 pm ·

    Darn, I had it my head to say, “Keep smiling at door ways”
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