03/07/2022
I sat and watched the people in the park
at least those few that I could see
every one of them leaving their mark
especially those visible to me
almost all are aging in years
living their lives that pleases them
gone are all their youthful fears
to make that dollar that they spend
financially secure to enjoy this life
no worries on how to pay the bills
retired from work and all its strife
family grown with the pride it instills
that is what I imagine is their life
as we have only met to say hello
maybe with a wave and a smile
but some things are very apropos
the camping life makes it all worthwhile
and we all have a very mutual bond
old, retired and living with a smile
every day and singing the same song
if I have but one regret
it is finding the camping life so late
I missed a lot of time and so
it has turned out to be my fate
as I live the life the nomads do
happy that life can be so great.
Written 01/07/2022. Read my other poems at https://pondblog2011.com