The old man sitting quietly
on his worn, wooden, park bench
blinks his now pale blue eyes
searching the headlines of his
fading newspaper print…
to find the article
that will proclaim
the fountain of youth.
The middle age woman walking briskly
searching faces of passing people
to find the one
that still has within
the child of yesterday.
The bright teenager thinking carefully
competing for space in the marketplace
searching the books
of new ancient knowledge
to find the wise words of middle age women and old men
that will outline for him
the path to maturity.
The squirming child sitting restlessly
on the worn wooden part bench
blinks his deep blue eyes
searching the backside
of the brightly printed newspaper
to find the headlines that will proclaim
the wisdom of children.