2nu 32 Or Mistakes Made
I moved toward the light without any fear of what was
beyond it
I had a feeling everything would be alright now
As i stepped inside, a warmth engulfed me
It was a sense of wellbeing & exuberance that I hadn’t
felt in 50 years
I was no longer the old man that cried when he saw his
reflection in the mirror every morning
I somehow had recaptured the best year of my life...
when i was 32
My power was at it’s greatest that year
I was becoming a man that i felt proud of being
I wished then that i could always be 32
Now the light began to grow thin as i grew nearer to
the voices in my life
I could hear my grandmother
She was my best friend until i was 12
She would tell me about my father and what a wonderful
man he was
I believed her
Because i knew she wanted me to
Once after i swore an oath of secrecy she told me of
her love of all loves
Her only real true love
A soul mate she had lost in her youth
Today i could see a youthful version of the smile that
always greeted me with open arms
Her best year was much younger than mine
And so was his
Then there was Fox & Dingus & Cauffine... barely 11
But already dressed up in olive drab and old helmet
liners
Running down by the creek with their BB guns
Preparing for a war that would someday take something
from all of them
I could hear the voice of my first love and my heart
raced again for a moment
It reminded me of the way she smiled on that crisp
sunny day when we kissed for the first time
We were 15... she would be the one to teach my heart
what to look for when i was 32
The light was fully behind me now
But there was still one more voice i wanted to hear
Then, it softly touched my ears like warm hands
It was her voice
The one that had comforted me for all those years
A voice that could rebuild a broken ego with gentle
praise
Yet one with strength enough to keep me humble when i
became too full of myself
It was the voice i had missed so much
The wonderful wonderful voice
That i first heard
When i was 32
