They say I'm different, don't fit in the crowd, Walk my own path, standing tall and proud. Don't follow the rules, I make my own way, In...

In masters' arms, at close of day, I find my solace, snug and warm, Her touch, a guide along the way, Through shadows deep, through calm...

For seventy years, I’ve faced the morning light, The thrill is gone, but hey, it's all right. Coffee’s my highlight, not some grand new...

In morning's light, with dreams anew, I reach for coffee's golden brew. Its warmth ignites my fleeting spark, To face the day, embrace...

Reflecting on "The Old Man and the Sea," I find myself drawn back to its profound symbolism and timeless themes. It's been some time...