Donald J Bennett Poet Free verse

I Saw An Old Man

I saw an old man just across the way
He was bent ‘n slow; hair of snowy gray
I turned to cross the street
The old fellow did the same
Seems he was but a store front reflection
Turns out the old fellow he was me

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Keng Chuan Seng September 20, 2015 at 11:21 AM Love the wit within these lines... Makes me regret there were so few lines... An awesome piece about selfdiscovery... The reflection of an old man like me....

Sharon Gulley May 27, 2015 at 3:30 PM Awesome self reflective write, Donald. I enjoyed this a lot.....Sharon :)

Funom Makama February 6, 2015 at 7:10 AM You write graciously and wonderfully. Its blissful coming across this piece. There's nothing more than I can say other than, this is simply awesome and great

Richard Lamoureux January 23, 2015 at 9:52 AM Ha ha, I know the feeling! Every so often I am surprised by a reflective surface.

Scott Thirtyseven December 13, 2014 at 7:39 AM I hope that you were wearing the same smile (when you realised), that I am now. Great read. Donald J Bennett December 13, 2014 at 11:35 AM Thank you for the nice comment Scott. Have a great holiday season.

David Brown September 8, 2014 at 11:57 AM Nice piece Donald, I can certainly relate :) Donald J Bennett September 8, 2014 at 2:51 PM Thank you David. Your visit to my site means a lot to me.

John Posey August 31, 2014 at 3:27 PM Really well done..... It captures well the aging process of old wannabe poets like me..... You will like "Reflection" .... A post I made some while ago...... Regards... Jake Donald J Bennett August 31, 2014 at 4:08 PM John; I just read your Reflection piece and indeed found it to be an enjoyable read that speaks to the aging issue. I too wrote a "Reflections" a while back. Take a look at that and see my take on the issue. Don

Vera Duggan August 26, 2014 at 7:07 PM Hi Donald great words, yes we are all getting there, I'm not quite grey yet, but not far off it. Take care my friend................Vera............. Donald J Bennett August 26, 2014 at 11:02 PM Vera; I am pleased that you liked my silliness in this write. I am practicing a type of hesitation gait but it keeps me moving forward. Cheers

Daver Austin August 25, 2014 at 3:36 PM Hi old man. I'm 85 and dare not look at my reflection these days. Enjoyed. daver Donald J Bennett August 26, 2014 at 12:06 AM Thank you sir for checking out some of my silly stuff. I plan on heading over to view some of your work.

Ana Espinola Collins August 22, 2014 at 2:10 PM Fun and witty poem Donald..I enjoyed it :) Ana Donald J Bennett August 22, 2014 at 2:42 PM Thank you my dear Ana.

Demetrios Trifiatis August 22, 2014 at 1:09 AM Ha-ha! I see this image every day and I...love it! Why? Because getting old is the only way to stay...alive, my good friend Donald. I enjoyed the piece! Thank you!

Eileen Manassian August 22, 2014 at 12:37 AM OH...I surely did not expect this ending....I have asked the mirror often, what has become of me. Great write....Age is a number....you are young at heart.

Tim Smith August 21, 2014 at 11:40 PM A wonderful introspection Donald.... When did we get old....cheers Tim Donald J Bennett August 22, 2014 at 12:30 AM thank for stopping by.