Old Andy Poem by Francis Duggan

The legs that once ran fast are now walking slow
The years on old Andy do visibly show
The National five thousand meters champion fifty five years ago
Time known to rust iron has become his foe
Who would believe he was a famous athlete
As he slowly walks to the milk bar near his home down the street
He sometimes sees his daughter and grandchildren but never his ex wife
Twenty years ago she left him for another but then such is life
old Andy does not drink alcohol and cigarettes does not smoke
A nice person to meet an amiable old bloke
The years have left him stiff looking and balding and gray
One i do see often though not every day
Old Andy lives with his memories of the past
When in his physical prime years he was one who ran fast.