Old Men.... (Doesnt Change)

E Eric Cockrell Eric Cockrell
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old men find stars in the blackest sky, that young men never see. see years in every moment, and know to be silent. they know the futility of wars, and the bitterness of loss. they know how to be lovers, lost in every movement, every scent. they know about tears and touching, are familiar with the empty place deep in your soul. they know about freedom and failure, hardness, softness, and death. old men say thank you without speaking, give more than they take. old men listen, even when you're not talking, and hear what you dont know that you're saying! old men tell the truth, forgive and are forgiven... leave their footprints in the sand. laugh in the face of mortality, are companions to small children, and old dogs... and when they love you it doesnt change, it just turns colors with time and seasons!

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