Poetry of Kansas

Age

We all must shake the palsied foot in withered age,
Or sooner pass with trembling step from off the stage;
The athletic youth in rudeness may the aged one pass
by,
But thoughtful minds behold him with a reverential
eye.
 
The bowed and bent, the careworn sage so much
despised,
Looks back upon a rude and restless earth surprised;
Surprised that earth who once so warmly gave him
life,
'Turns, other pleasures now to find, more rich, more
rife.
 
And thus the sobered, saddened sage by time bowed
low,
Willingly seeks the West where golden sunsets glow;
Where golden fancy sank into the vast unknown,
Where hopes abide, whose seed of faith he'd sown.
 
Thus on and on through valley deep, o'er mountain
high,
His tottering form is seen facing the western sky;
Hopes fled and perished long ago have passed that
way;
His friends of youth have passed into eternal day.
 
Why should a lingering thought begrudge his onward
sway.
Or cause him here to feel life's spell is sweet delay?
His noble nature, tried in hours of blackest night,
Eagerly sweeps into the bright Eternal Light.

__James A. DeMoss

 

Kansas Zephyrs
James A. DeMoss
(Thayer, Kansas: ___. 1892)
Pages 27-28

 
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