The old man sitting in his chair
Time has kept a distant stare
Memories too much to bare...he cries
His dreams came true,
With all the love he had
Saw all the good times
Lived through the bad
All he knew was
How to be sad ...
With goodbyes
He withered away on a shelf,
Sitting alone by himself
Couldn't have known his family wealth...
He realized
He lived his life
Like a Herman Bean
Hardly heard, rarely seen
There are no words for what he's seen...
Thru his eyes.