The Old Actor
The vintage model is he
Strong of spirit even if supported on arthritic knees
Mystery still gleams in his eye
There is magic in the graceful curves
that his wrinkled hands trace upon the air
The warm and resonant baritone that once sang true
bears a husky hoarseness now
but yet can shake the timbers as it echoes in the hall
juddering the rafters
and soaring into the night sky
See him in his hey day
Remember him in light