From A Man...To His Son The old man said to the youth, <br />'I know of youth and I know of age, but you who aren't of age, <br />can only know of youth. So you make the music of the strong <br />and the young, and I'll sing the song of the old, that are done. <br />Together we'll walk toward the setting sun, but I'll leave long <br />before you, my youthful one. <br /> <br />For every man, comes a time to go, it's now my time, for this I know. <br />I've lived my life and now I wonder, what it is, that's beyond the thunder.' <br /> <br />Toward the setting sun, they strode, and the boy sadly whispered <br /> 'goodby...till I'm old.' <br />© Joe Fazio<br /><br />(brief renderings) Joe Fazio<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-a-man-to-his-son/
