I Want to be That Wise

I met an old man one day

He was charming in an old-fashioned way

He shared with me things I don’t know

I want to be that wise

I saw him again weeks later

His smile for me couldn’t be greater

He knew how to make me feel special

I want to be that wise

Accomplished and yet so humble

I’m amazed at all he remembers

about the world before it moved so fast

I want to be that wise

Never rude, nor loud or selfish,

he holds many virtues I cherish

like dignity, respect and pride

I want to be that wise

He told me about his wife

I knew she was the love of his life

His tears were from memories, not sorrow

I want to be that wise

He may be slow, but he’s feisty

His hands tremble ever so slightly

His thirst for knowledge is still strong

I want to be that wise

I’ve treasured this man over time

I call him a friend of mine

He taught me to count my blessings

so I might be worthy…and wise!

A response to today’s one-word prompt: Expert