Not an old man — a little past his prime

Not an old man — a little past his prime

Perhaps , and weary , ready to retire

A few years early , and make much of time

Shaping retirement to his heart’s desire :

 

A house , arranged for comfort and delight ;

A garden full of flowers for him to tend ;

The countryside , the stars and owls by night ,

His dogs , his books , his welcome for a friend.

 

He pushed aside the thought that life might seem

Lonely , so much retired , no kin , no wife :

And God was with him : he possessed his dream

One long bright day , slept , and went home to life .

 

His friends are those who turning from his grave

Help , for his sake , the gentle and the brave .

 

[April or May 1968.  On Milton Ching]