A fellow sits and chirps a song <br />His hair is short, his jacket long <br />Each note a window to his past <br />A hope to make each moment last <br /> <br />The sun shines down upon his face <br />As he rests in this so grassy place <br />Children’s laughter reminding then <br />The fun and games when he was ten <br /> <br />Alas the years have aged him true <br />His once sharp now blurry view <br />But in his heart he jumps for joy <br />Just as he did back as a boy <br /> <br />Like the winds the tune did fade <br />Quiet where the young once played <br />And with a smile from ear to ear <br />He shed his last forgotten tear<br /><br />Zoe Elsworth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forgotten-tears/
