Sam Scott Poet Rhyme

Six Million Dollar Man

Your eyes are failing
It's been a while
Although you've got
That cheeky smile

Their service contract 
Long expired
So grandpa you should 
Have retired

Your speedy legs
Once raced the best
Now traded plaudits
For old string vest

You fought and won
With strength and poise
Now mostly sleeping
(plus buzzsaw noise)

We know your parts
Are obsolete
Just worn so thin 
Or incomplete

Yet priceless you,
So loosely held
No screws in place 
Just fractured weld,

Have grasped our hearts
With all you've done
Guided the truth
For everyone

Your value 
Can't be held in stocks
Although you've shared
It's you that rocks 

You might be old
And slightly rustin'
You'll always be our own
Steve Austin

You are quite priceless
That's our opinion
To us you are
One in six million

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Susan Manley September 25, 2023 at 9:01 PM It's a pity we can't reinvigorate the aged. Replacement parts that would never age. Certainly in this day and age many made boasts and promises it would be here. But no alas, it's not yet. And so we all fall derelict. And we mourn our best mates, our best family, our best mentors. Love this, because you love him. Sam Scott September 25, 2023 at 9:43 PM Susan hi, and thank you. My dad who is 92 now has a few replacement parts.. but even they don't last. Six million is probably not quite enough nowadays either :))

Arastu Goyal September 9, 2023 at 10:13 PM Sweet poem, I enjoyed it and the rhyme is clever! Lovely :-) Sam Scott September 9, 2023 at 10:28 PM Thanks so much for stopping by :))