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