A free verse poem about facing the retirement years. |
When a man attains age 60 and has entered retirement, he takes time for reflection. There is a certain realization to be pondered and resolved, for the time has come in his life when most things now lie in the past … in the past. His ability to excel in sports, to run fast and long distances, to jump high, to throw a ball, to be quick and agile afoot, is a mere memory of the past, as old age and arthritis have sapped his strength of muscle, slowed his body movements. His nimble mind that recalled all events, both recent and long past, that remembered lists in his head, that worked math without help, that knew the names of everyone he ever met or watched in movies… that young mind has given way to an older mind that can only envy its sharpness in the past. His very purpose in life, the burden of responsibility for a career, for providing the needs of family, for guiding children to adulthood, for conquering the world’s problems has passed to the next generation, as these are now all things in the past. Yes, the time comes to a man when the majority of his life expectancy and the best part of his abilities now lie in the past … in the past. But, a man must never live in the past, for to live in the past is to become a shell of a man, a shadow of life. ‘Though his pace be slowed, he must seek to enjoy life to the best of his present ability, for even in his somewhat reduced capacity, life is good, offering so many possibilities. No, a man must not dwell in the past. What is past is past and cannot be recaptured. He can take comfort in a past well-lived, but the past must be kept in its place, and he should strive to enjoy the present. Every last drop of life he should squeeze out of his existence, all the while smiling and laughing, knowing that, when death finally overtakes him, he will have lived his life to its fullest, giving his all even when he had less and less to give. He must always look to the future, not to the desiccated past, for it’s the future that keeps him vital. Please check out my ten books: http://www.amazon.com/Jr.-Harry-E.-Gilleland/e/B004SVLY02/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0 |