OLD AND WISE

As I have grown old and wise

I sit back and realize

What was said and meant

Between the hellos

And Goodbyes

Just fleeting moments

Now they seem to me

I can only hope now

They remain a memory

We dismay at how time passes

And how it gets away

Things taken for granted

And what we had that day....

Memories of days past

Be good or be they bad

Its that day that got away

And the good times we had

As I grow old and wise

I realize now and see

That enjoying the moment

Was not a priority

The roses I didnt take the time

To stop and smell

Just some advice to you

Through the story I tell....

And that you should enjoy the moment

For the joy it will bring you

And what it can mean to you as well

If getting to the next day

Means forgetting today

Then for you my friend

Will have missed an opportunity....

Tomorrow and yesterday

Are important in our lives

But what happens everyday

Is where memories survive

And as I grow old and wise

I came to realize

These special truths

Before my eyes......

And I no longer criticize....

Those missed moments

Between the Hellos

And Goodbyes.....

Danny////OMB August 29, 1999