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Feb
10

Crabby old man

My sister sent this to me today and it really touched me and I wanted to share it with you.

 

 

 What do you see nurses? . . . .. . What do you see?

 What are you thinking . . . . . When you’re looking at me?

 A crabby old man . . . . Not very wise,

 Uncertain of habit . . . . . With faraway eyes?

 Who dribbles his food . . . . . And makes no reply.

 When you say in a loud voice . . . . . ‘I do wish you’d try!’

Who seems not to notice . . . . . The things that you do.

 And forever is losing . . . . A sock or shoe?

 Who, resisting or not . . . . . Lets you do as you will,

 With bathing and feeding . . . . . The long day to fill?

 Is that what you’re thinking? . . . . . Is that what you see?

 Then open your eyes, nurse . . . . . You’re not looking at me

. I’ll tell you who I am. . . . . . As I sit here so still,

 As I do at your bidding, . . . . As I eat at your will.

 I’m a small child of Ten . . . . … With a father and mother,

 Brothers and sisters . . . . . Who love one another.

 A young boy of Sixteen . . . . With wings on his feet.

 Dreaming that soon now . . . . . A lover he’ll meet.

 A groom soon at Twenty . . . . . My heart gives a leap.

Remembering, the vows . . . . . That I promised to keep.

 At Twenty-Five, now . . . . . I have young of my own.

Who need me to guide . . . . . And a secure happy home.

 A man of Thirty . . . . . My young now grown fast,

 Bound to each other . . . . With ties that should last.

At Forty, my young sons . . . . Have grown and are gone,

 But my woman’s beside me . . . . . To see I don’t mourn.

At Fifty, once more, babies play ’round my knee,

 Again, we know children . . . . . My loved one and me.

Dark days are upon me … . . . . My wife is now dead.

 I look at the future . . . . . Shudder with dread.

 For my young are all rearing . . . . . Young of their own.

And I think of the years . . . . . And the love that I’ve known.

 I’m now an old man . . . . . And nature is cruel.

 Tis jest to make old age .. . . .. . Look like a fool.

 The body, it crumbles . . . . Grace and vigor, depart.

 There is now a stone . .. . . Where I once had a heart.

 But inside this old carcass . . . . . A young guy still dwells

, And now and again . . . . . My battered heart swells.

 I remember the joys . . . . . I remember the pain.

 And I’m loving and living . . . . . Life over again.

 I think of the years, all too few . . . . . Gone too fast.

 And accept the stark fact . . . . That nothing can last.

 So open your eyes, people . . . . . Open and see.

 Not a crabby old man . . … Look closer . . . See ME!!

 Remember this poem when you next meet An older person who you might brush aside Without looking at the young soul within.

 We will all, one day, be there, too!

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22 Responses to “Crabby old man”


  1. February 19, 2010 at 4:49 am

    What a wonderful reminder. Thank you Terri.

  2. February 19, 2010 at 5:21 am

    Crabby Old Man, I hear you, but you should really relinquish your car keys. You nearly hit me in the parking lot today.
    Actually, this was very touching, Terri. 🙂

  3. 5 blissbait
    February 19, 2010 at 10:16 am

    Poignant. Ahhhh. Thank You Terri! Cheers and Namaste. 🙂

  4. 7 Collin
    February 19, 2010 at 11:53 am

    Wot an emotional and touchy post Terri….Thanks for sharing.

  5. 9 Sandra
    February 19, 2010 at 11:54 am

    Thanks for reminding Terri.

  6. 11 Pamela
    February 19, 2010 at 11:55 am

    Very emotional post Terri.

  7. February 19, 2010 at 12:19 pm

    This brought back many memories for me. I once counseled older adults. They are marvelous to be around. 🙂 Thanks for this post for us all to see. 🙂

  8. February 20, 2010 at 2:22 am

    In an old body always live a young soul. 🙂
    A sunshine award for you,my dear friend
    http://2a24.wordpress.com/2010/02/19/a-new-award/

    Have a great week-end! 😉

  9. February 20, 2010 at 3:16 am

    Yes a very young soul!

    Thanks will be by as soon as I can!

    Have a wonderful weekend!!! 😀

  10. February 20, 2010 at 4:43 am

    I was in the supermarket earlier today and this old man was behind me…..and i thought about giving him the chance to cash before me….time went by I rushed for more stuff to take home….and I did not…i regret not allowing him to go ahead….seeing that i even thought about it

    Thanks for sharing this

  11. February 20, 2010 at 4:57 am

    You are so welcome corve… at least you thought about it most people don’t.

  12. February 20, 2010 at 11:02 am

    Reminds me of an old song called “Talk to Me” by Rock and Hyde.


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