OLD PEOPLE
We love to see life
Feel the glow of the sun,
To feel the earth beneath our feet,
see the water in rivers and streams run.
We love to be with family
We enjoy our friends,
BUT
What do we do?
How do we feel?
When they don't want us.
Old people.
We don't walk as fast, see as good,
or hear as well as we did.
We do talk about the past
they feel, too much.
We helped shape our world,
Gave life to our children.
We gave ideas and ideals to live by,
and gave them a chance to grow.
They depended on us as babies.
Needed us as children.
Tolerated us as young adults.
They forgot us when they became adults.
Old people become old
because....
They are pushed back,
overlooked ~ forgotten.
WHY?
They answer, you have done your part.
Now it's our turn...
FOR WHAT???
We are forced to grow old
The world is only for the young
NO WAY~NEVER~NOT ME
I will fight, stay active and young at heart
Even if I have to be alone....
I will survive.
