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Old Man

Sitting in a rocking chair Staring out the window The old man thinks quietly Of all the people he used to know He waits for someone that will see And want to know his history Cause from his window, the old man stares For someone who knows him, and might even care He thinks of the day when he will die A few people will show, but no one will cry People wonder who the old man is But no one knows of the life he lives He imagines all the things he would like to do If he had a normal life like me and you But every day he stays at home Tired, weak and all alone

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 12/5/2017 5:56:00 PM
Steph, your poem speaks the truth. Have a nice evening my friend.
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Date: 11/25/2017 11:39:00 AM
A truly beautiful poem of empathy. Love it. Well done, Steph.
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Date: 11/12/2017 8:26:00 PM
This is so sad and so true for the elderly. I hope I don't turn into this kind of old person. I hope I can realize anyone living nearby me that needs a visit!!
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Date: 11/9/2017 4:27:00 PM
Great first post Steph, I wrote a poem called old man recently.. Welcome to poetry soup..
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Steph Gibeault
Date: 11/9/2017 4:45:00 PM
Thanks, appreciate the feed back!
Date: 11/6/2017 6:03:00 PM
A sad life where all those you know have gone ahead and life is but a feeble task. Well written!!
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Steph Gibeault
Date: 11/9/2017 3:46:00 PM
Thanks for the feedback. I'll be posting more soon. I'm more of a singer/songwriter. I'll post those as well...they come with the chords in case anyone wants to attempt on guitar.