A LAST DAY

He sat upon
A wood park bench
And watched some
Children play

His boy inside
Still denied
His age
Though hair
Was grey

The years
They pass so quickly
You're young and then
You're old

Memories fade
New ones made
And stories
Left untold

And in
The lonely distance
He heard
A small child sing

With tear
In eye
He breathed
A sigh
And touched
His wedding ring

He heard
A child laughing
Squealing
With delight

It made him grin
And he touched
His chin
And laughed
With all
His might

Laughter
Like a sonnet
Soothed
Mortal soul
This day

He closed
His eyes
Said goodbye
And gently
Passed away