One Day

We were talking about getting old and I said "I will never get old, one day when I'm 90, I'll paddle out with a bunch of 20 year olds, they will come back and I wont."

 

One day

when my hair is gray

and my mind is strong

my face covered in the ocean's spray

 

One day I'll paddle out

to a wave taller than it looks

and a wind howling like a train

there will be a swell for the books

 

One day

I may be old

but I'll never die

forever that story will be told

 

One day I'll paddle out

and won't be coming back

Reviews

[roarke]

Somehow it gets to be tomorrow, and that day might surely arrive. I’m not a poet, but this prose has impact.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I might want to do it earlier than 90...folks lived to be 92 (Mom) and 98 (Dad)---
and they could no longer take care of themselves or each other....I think I would opt for that swell.
j.