Dustin Poem by Randy McClave

He's 40 years old
He's not a youngster many times he's been told,
Though he can still do this, or do that
Run the football, or to hit a ball with the bat,
But, for him he still wants to box
To throw those punches or to take those knocks,
Those days he's been told are for the young
The heroes that are yet unsung.
But, I have seen this man train
In the snow, in the sun, in the gym and also in the rain,
And I have watched him punish those bags
His momentum and his will and determination never sags,
To him and myself age is but a number
To which many won't encumber,
So, in his mind that age notion has not been sold
He's not to old.

Randy L. McClave