ON BECOMEING THE OLD GEEZER

When you reaching fifty-seven ,

Sixty getting closer ,

Youngsters refer to you ,

As '' that old geezer '' ,

You realise your candle ,

Onese high and thick ,

Standing proud ,

Now a stub ,melted wax ,

Among the many lessons learnt ,

Is to make the best of the light ,

The candle has left.


The Dyslexic Poet


Ken D Williams



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Written on 2010-03-03 at 19:49

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Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Hi Ken...you may be a "geezer" but at 57 you're not old...
Your candle's got a lot of burning flaming to go...

If you think you're old now, what with me being 84, you must
think I'm past ancient

xxx your slow burning friend...xxx Stan
2010-03-04


shells
This is another of your originalities that made me smile, love the candle analogy.
2010-03-04



Though I'd probably fall in the category of Old Geezer now, I have always respected and admired older people. Hey, they've been around a long time and many of them have a huge reservoir of wisdom and experience. And the young whipper-snappers should remember that they too will someday be geezers.

I loved your poem. You always come up with interesting material.
2010-03-03