Confession of an Old Man

Of recent times his eyes were drawn aside
To lasses with their skin so smooth and fair,
Where all the tell-tale signs of age and care
In ones so young, as yet, had been denied.
But even so his heart was strangely warmed
Whenever they would find each other near,
And feelings were expressed and made quite clear
A bond of love had now so strongly formed.
His wife of many years was not concerned
That such should stir in this grey headed boy;
Was happy that an old man had this joy
And love in his old heart had freshly burned.

     Not everyone who lives upon this earth
     Is privileged with a great-grand daughter's birth.

© Tom Chapman 2010