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The Old Man

The Old Man

A Poem by Lilly

I was feeling a little bored and this kind of wrote itself,

The little old man sits on the corner of the street
He's got dusty hair and worn out feet.
In his wrinkled hands he holds
a sign with letters bold
At half past four every Saturday eve'
He raises those hands and calls out a plea
"Save yourself and the world so old!
for I am afraid it will soon grow cold!"
We all ignored his cries so crazy
but now the world has grown so hazy
and in these eternal cold,dark days
We can hear him through the haze
"I told you, I told you still,"
 echoing eerily through empty hills

© 2017 Lilly

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this does have flaws, but then most poems do. But it carries a good solid message. I rather think the last line is a little too long, could be something like 'and his cold words echo thru empty hills. ' Good write though

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Added on August 13, 2012
Last Updated on May 22, 2017
Tags: old man, end of the world, signs



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