Friday, May 28, 2010

The Bystander

An old man moans of what time has withered at hand. He weeps for the many "What could have beens." He cries and longs and wishes for a memory worthy of his last. But as his mind grows weary and his clock turns its final corner he is haunted in knowing the time to live has passed and he has only been a bystander watching it go.

1 comment:

  1. This reminds me of a post I read from a blog that I follow regularly. The post today seems to resonate with yours. (At least, to me)