HE TOLD ME OF HIS LIFE

                HE TOLD ME OF HIS LIFE

 As he sat down in his rocking chair he began 
 To speak,

 With a smile, he invited me to sit and went about 
 His story.

 His life as a child, at the beginning of a war for 
 Independence,

 On a farm in South Carolina, he lived with a father, 
 Brothers, sisters.

 He went on to tell of adventures in the Summer just  
 Before it happened,

 A big house, great times with family, working the farm 
 Each day was tiring.

 He must have been about ninety years old now, the war 
 And those days long gone,

 A childhood recalled, swimming in the pond with a friend  
 Or two, the night's moon.

 He told me of this war being all around them, nothing  
 Would Be the same, much change,

 Tears in his eyes as he described that time and place 
 Where brothers and family died.

 He sits in his chair today, many years away from there, 
 He lives in that house today,

 He sits in his chair on that porch where as a child he 
 Played, He told me of his life.
                                         Keith Garrett

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