The Rocking Chair's Lament

In the twilight's gentle sighs, on the porch where shadows lay,
Sits an old man rocking, cradled in the arm of day.
Time has etched its signature, on his weathered, lined face,
Eyes that hold a galaxy, of memories in its trace.

Years sway like golden wheat, in the field of his mind,
Harvests of joy and sorrow, of seasons left behind.
Each crease a silent testament, of tales that seldom rest,
In the labyrinth of memory, where life has carved its quest.

Through the looking glass of time, he sees a vibrant youth,
Days of summer sunshine, etched in innocent truth.
First love's sweet and bitter taste, victories won and lost,
Echoes of his yesteryears, a past's tempestuous cost.

Specters of familiar faces, in the dance of firelight,
Smiles, once radiant as dawn, now shrouded in the night.
Voices whisper in the wind, of friends who've gone before,
Memories, like starlight, punctuate his lore.

Children's laughter, lovers' sighs, the pain of aching loss,
Life's grand tapestry unfurls, in the frost of age's gloss.
Through seasons of change, he's traversed life's expansive range,
In every joy, every pain, he's come to know change.

The rocking chair creaks rhythmically, a lullaby of time,
Each sway a thread of memory, each pause, a poignant rhyme.
He gazes at the sun's last kiss, splashed across the sky,
A daily transformation, as day folds into night.

In the stillness of the eve, beneath the moon's soft glow,
He understands the beauty, of letting go.
Change, the only constant, in life's ephemeral song,
In every end, a beginning, in every right, a wrong.

The old man on the porch, rocked by time's tender hand,
Holds an album of his life, in the twilight's soft sand.
A symphony of memories, a testament of years,
Life's bittersweet melody, in smiles and in tears.

The night descends in silence, as stars begin their watch,
An old man and his memories, in the gentle rocking notch.
In the hush of encroaching dreams, under the moon's soft sheen,
He whispers to the quiet, of the beauty he's seen.

~S.W