PEOPLE I USED TO BE

Written by: Sidney Beck

PEOPLE    I   USED   TO   BE

Arrogant thoughtless young man who knew
More facts  than common sense  -
Driving the car as fast as he could, thence 
Over the next hill for green pastures new

New father with wonder and awe
Holding this brand-new bundle of squirming youth
Whose eyes are searching his for the truth  -
As he looks for resemblance in nose or jaw

Teacher, writer, singer, less bothered by fact  -
Slower driving, less squirming,
Interested in truth and  value affirming  -
And who knows at last how to act

                Passing time will smooth a jagged stone 
                And strip proud flesh to solid  bone