The Old Guy

By mark p

Thu, 16 Dec 2021
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When did I become the old guy?

When ambition has long gone

 And getting  through the day my only goal

No more the thrusting young buck of old,

 I’m passed over , out in the cold.

 

When did I become the old guy?

When everyone seems younger

And I hide from old friends in shopping malls

for fear of what they might ask about

How well or otherwise I’m looking.

 

 

When did I become the old guy?

Time has passed so fast,

I’m greyer each week,

Face lined and haggard,

lived in, hard travelled.

 

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by David Kirtley on

I enjoyed this poem! You eloquently sum up much of what it is to become older.

Submitted by Turlough on

We can never pin down the point in our lives when we became old. I felt old when I turned thirty, when my kids were born, when I turned sixty, when my grandkids were born ... and I'm even older now. It happens a bit more every day but we never know exactly when, as the words in your poem highlight so well.  

Turlough

Submitted by drkevin on

 

I think you start to feel old when you finally realise that you're not particularly important after all.
Of course, looking back more than forwards, is a classic sign!