Depressed 1
Depressed 1
Nov 25, 2022

Old Timer

I am too old, is what people say

I do not know what is going on today

It is past time for me to be gone

Everything I say, I say all wrong

Should get rid of my old-style ways

I am just living in the olden days

Look at me and call me an old timer

I am as out of date as a five and dimer

They do not see the wisdom in years

A fool only sees what he wants to hear

My ways may indeed be from the past

Maybe they are growing up to fast

Like Sherlock Holmes, they cannot catch a clue

Sometimes the old ways are better than the new

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Southwest United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allen Poe

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Comments

Lavender

Hello!
Much truth here - getting better, but we still have walls between the generations that need to come down.
Thank you,
L

Candlewitch

a poem that is true for every generation, absolutely timeless! good work, as usual. thank you,

*hugs, Cat