The old man sits on the public bench
With large specs he watches the young play
Over the lake he sees couples and families
Laughing and smiling in social gathering
He wonders why the time leave him
In the life once he had with it
Now with wrinkles on his face
Bald headed and wondering in his days
He munches his peanuts
Though he is glad he has his strong teeth
Listening to the noises of the young at play
“Grandpa come play with us!”
He waves at his grand children
“I am happy here with my peanuts”
He listens to the breezes whispering in his ears
“You have your chances so enjoy your life”
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