for years he tried to share his past with me

for years he tried to share his past with me
yet i rejected it for fleeting things
he's old, his past is now a memory

he showed me life back then so frequently
with all the joy that such recalling brings
for years he tried to share his past with me

today he hardly says a word to me
of bygone days' most beauty-filled old things
he's old, his past is now a memory

i now have left behind the things that flee
appreciate the old like golden rings
for years he tried to share his past with me

he sees my change and wonders curiously
why I would care how great old timers sing
he's old, his past is now a memory

he's grown apart from what he used to be
now who's to say whose eyes now feel more sting
for years he tried to share his past with me
he's old, his past is now a memory

(C)2010, Christos Rigakos