Before I read the small prints at the top, my full attention was diverted to
the poem itself. Once I finished reading it and thought to myself "That's a
great poem" I scrolled up to the top to find out it was in fact written by
your young grandson. If someone his age can compose this, one can only
wonder what a genius he actually is.
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----- Original Message -----
>From: "Harvey Tobkes" <harveyT@prodigy.net>
Sent: Saturday, June 07, 2003 9:02 PM
Subject: An original poem
> Composed by my grandson David Saginor, (Julies oldest boy) 14 ½ years old
> As the World goes bye
> I was sitting there watching, watching the world go bye.
> Everything was passing, everything but I.
> Then I realized immobile pondering did me no good,
> so I continued to proceed about my neighborhood.
> At first a moderate pace not to fast yet not to slow,
> but then but then things were silent, silent like falling snow.
> To this I did respond, respond I did indeed.
> I did by slowing down we all often have the need.
> Till I came round back to my same spot from where my journey started,
> and from where I did depart.
> Now again I’m pondering immobile yet once more, thinking, watching,
> so long my senses soared.
> Now alone I look upon the evening sky, as I sit here watching, watching
> world go bye.