Old Soul’s Call
Behind old eyes
See the wisdom they hold
Steeped in rich history
Once proud and bold
Now set aside
Like a used book
Put on a shelf …
No second looks
Behind old eyes
What do you see
Visions of your
Own mortality…
The coming of death
Upon quiet wings
Brings peaceful sleep...
To age-ed it sings
Behind old eyes
The message is lost
To the youth of today
At a terrible cost...
Such wisdom and truth
Could be shared by all
If only they heard
The old soul’s call….
©2004
Susan D.