Learn More

Douglas McClarty

Rookie - 20 Points (Northern Ireland)

Getting Old


Sit me down in a comfy chair
With a blanket round my bony legs
Just let me sleep, sometimes stare
For I'm getting old and very tired
Just want to sit with my thoughts
Make conversation short with me
And perhaps an occasional cup of tea.
See my grandchildren for a little while
They always manage to make me smile
Please don't feel pity or sorrow for me
For I had like you, days happy, carefree
Now I replay them while I rest and dream
The past is all all I have now, it would seem
For all my friends and love ones are so few
As far as visits go I'm now just last in the Que.
I sit in a home full of strangers, all like me
Just green bottles on the wall, I'm counting.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Topic of this poem: Time


Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Getting Old by Douglas McClarty )

Enter the verification code :

  • Gold Star - 12,028 Points Valsa George (5/28/2014 6:49:00 AM)

    The humble aspirations of a man grown gracefully old.... no regrets!

    Please don't feel pity or sorrow for me
    For I had like you, days happy, carefree

    An enviable attitude which most of the aged lack.... Enjoyed this poem on senility! (Report) Reply

Read all 1 comments »

Trending Poets

Trending Poems

  1. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  2. Christmas Trees, Robert Frost
  3. Fire and Ice, Robert Frost
  4. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
  5. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  6. If, Rudyard Kipling
  7. If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda
  8. Daffodils, William Wordsworth
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou
  10. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep, Mary Elizabeth Frye

Poem of the Day

poet Li Po

Amongst the flowers I
am alone with my pot of wine
drinking by myself; then lifting
my cup I asked the moon
to drink with me, its reflection
and mine in the wine cup, just
...... Read complete »

   

Member Poem

poet Marvin Brato Sr

New Poems

  1. I am here and still, gajanan mishra
  2. chickens in the yard eating craklin brea.., Bull Hawking
  3. Reign of Fire, Bhaskar Rabha
  4. I've got a mind full of you, Bull Hawking
  5. Culp's Hill, John F. McCullagh
  6. A Rockstar Came Travelling, Richard Whiting
  7. Re: Your Poetic License Renewal Applicat.., John F. McCullagh
  8. Direct Departure, Tayyab Ijaz
  9. Merry Merry Christmas, Dimitri Jagodinski
  10. Milk toast, Cee Bea
[Hata Bildir]