His face was brown and wrinkled
His clothes were old and worn
Sitting on a sidewalk bench
He watched the street as traffic swarmed
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an excellent write, Richard.My eyes and ears are all glued every words printed here.From the beginning to end..oh well..this is wonderful. More, more, Richard..I love your style.. Hugs, Meggie
Wonderfully well told poetic tale with all, agony, pathos and satire about the aged of the day. Superb poetry in simple words with perfect poetic flow. A great poem indeed. CP
Hello story teller Richard. This reminded me of one of Tom T Halls famous songs, Old Dogs and Children. It kept my attention and ended on a sad note. Lesson learned and life appreciated. A good read friend. Loyd
An inteesting tale, reminiscent of Harry Chapin's Cat's in The Cradle. We fall into excuses and solitude too easily in this world. The real value in life is to be had from our relationships with other people, not material goods.
Richard, this is wonderful poem. I look forward to reading more of yours. Regards Ron
good narration here... well constructed lines bring out a bitter truth of life
Lovely poem and story Richard! A forgotten man now he'll not be, he's remembered Now through - (your poetry! !) *10*! ! Best wishes! Friend Thad
WOW I love the story, I love the sentiment, excellent meter and easy rhym just great.
Very nicely said the truth, yes every one so busy in their work, no time to spend with their loved ones.