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Near, Yet Far
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By Louis Gander
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Near, Yet Far

Oh, where has that young child gone?

Where now is that young boy -

the one with cute and chubby cheeks,

the one with eyes of joy?

 

His eyes were blue and innocent.

His skin was pure and smooth.

Obeyed, he did, his parent's rules.

His heartaches, mom would soothe.

 

He listened with attentive ears

and he obeyed advice.

Some thought he was a bit naive,

but he was simply nice.

 

His peers would laugh, make fun of him,

his pants short, second-hand.

His shoes had worn up through the soles

inviting stones and sand.

 

He often sat in deepest thoughts -

just God and him alone -

discussing unknown future times

that only God had known.

 

So work, he did, through day and night

with utmost sacrifice.

But forty years was all for naught

and it would not suffice.

 

His father died, then mother too,

on sad and lonely days.

Her words of comfort vaporized

in many tear-filled ways.

 

A glimpse of him, I thought I had

inside my soul of gloom -

and moisture filled, again my eyes,

inside my life of doom.

 

He lived in distant era, so

removed from current time -

I can't go back.  Corruption is

a crass and dirty crime.

 

If, for a moment, I could fill

his worn-out humble shoes,

I'd long to stay again right there.

I know that's what I'd choose.

 

I'd seize upon his innocence

before those truths that are -

but I stare into mirror now,

for boy that's near, yet far.

 

The one with cute and chubby cheeks,

the one with eyes of joy -

oh, where has that young child gone?

Where now, is that young boy?

 

©2016 louis gander


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Submitted: Thursday, February 11, 2016

Last Updated: Thursday, February 11, 2016

About the Poet
Born in Richland Center, Wisconsin in 1954. It's the poem's message that matters- not the poet.


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