As You Act Out Your Part… Poem by The Original Tom Maxwell

From an infant to a child, growing into an adult,
Then working every day, planning for retirement,
Never thinking, it could be one of the hardest parts,
You act out, in this life, as you know it today.
Even if you financially planned, your home, bills are paid,
Changes in society, the loss of family members,
All of mine have passed, along with, many special friends,
That were close, and others who migrated another way.
Often for a smile, you think of memories, of lost past days,
Scanning records, you cherish, stored, in your hippocampus,
In your brains temporal lobe, it would now take twenty four hours,
To just arrange and plan, what you use to accomplish, in one day.
Reminiscing, of old cars, clothes, events, or that special game,
Now realizing, they were pieces, of your puzzle, to where you are today.
Next time you look in a mirror, those lines on your face, you earned, from tough decisions, to the memories, of enjoyment,
From, days & nights, when you could not stop grinning ear to ear. Changes to control, To many man made distractions, in life today,
Few children now, could not imagine, or attempt, to follow,
The footsteps, you traveled in past days.
For those you love, and those who do you, food for you soul, the part, of you, that will survive. Old, and young souls, spirits,
around you every day, there is no way to separate them, by age.
Born philosopher's & prophets, are still teaching, guiding,
among us, delivering messages, you have many directors as you,
Act out your part, in this life, on planet Earth, which is your stage.
The original: Tom Maxwell © 03/27/2025 AD