Old Man at Prayer, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Rembrandt-Old_Man_in_Prayer(c1630)Old Man in Prayer, Rembrandt van Rijn (c. 1630)

Old Man in Prayer, Robert A Sieczkiewicz

Closing my eyes, I do struggle to see.
Scent of your rose does not help to recall,
A tender face from a past memory.
Ago you in my heart I did install.

When I dream, in my mind they seldom last.
Those that stay I’m in a field fully grassed.
Need to seek a way my dreams to recast,
To see life filled with beauty in my past.

Is it possible that we never met?
But a vision, in my mind I did set
If true, how can a vision I forget?
It must have been a desire to regret.

Should your being be not another myth,
Then it is you I desire to be with.

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bobsieczkiewicz

Husband, Father, Grandfather, Lover of all beautiful things. I love to read and write poetry. My favorite hangouts are libraries and museums and yet I love being outdoors. I am a dreamer of things that could be.

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