Years Have Gone. Poem by Tony Adah

Another last month
Of the year has come
And the new year is by my door
They always pass by like this
Tearing my sinews and tees
Creating wrinkles that make
My face not the youth of yore.

They make the children
Laugh at my balding head
Inhabited by tired hair
Paying obeisance to age
Now I have strength that
Has left my flesh and bones
And abodes only in my heart
Unable to jump out and let me
Climb trees, jump down a canyon
Onto a river bank of sand
And play hide and seek.

Months have flown away
Years have abandoned me
And as strength beckons
I am so weak in my eyes
Even to see its hand
But my joy
I pass it on.