Mr Richard Arvin Overton

Mr. Richard Arvin Overton 



At 109, 
Still walk
Still talk 
Still drive
Still sip soup
Early morning coffee 
Occasional whiskey 
Butter pecan ice cream every night 
Still raise a cigar to my mouth 

Still feed my cats
They keep me happy 
Give ‘me too much food
Won’t eat a rat

A World War II veteran , 
The oldest one
Joined army 1940
I met the president 
And shook his hand 

On a wheelchair I get around 
Cane in hand keeps me in stride 
Guitar strings strung in the background 

Can’t tell you why I’m still here

I gets what I want
I’m still living alright 

Church is a wonderful—lovely place 
Helps me push myself along
That church singing—beautiful 
Church is for everybody
But if you gotta go for someone 
Go for yourself 
Good to have a spiritual life 
But you have to live it 

Me and Ms. Love, 91 
We get along real nice 
I take her every place 
We have fun together 
I’ve seen lots and lots of living 

If you give up
You’re through 
You’re just doubting yourself 
My time ain’t got here yet 
And I don’t know where I’m going 
 I may give out 
But I never give up



Marckincia Jean
Free verse 
08/03/19
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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