The Old Man

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Man and pidgeons

The Old Man

The old man journeyed to the park

Where all of his friends convened

He conversed with every pigeon

Because no one else would listen.

The old man always traveled light

Nothing more than lint in his pockets

and a mind no longer carrying the burden

of melancholy memories long forgotten.

221 thoughts on “The Old Man”

  5. Very touching. It is very sweet to see them respond, when you wave a ‘hello’ at them. Sometimes, I feel elements of nature – birds, plants, flowers – communicate with the old people, more than us – the general people.

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    1. That is an interesting statement. Is it nature that communicates with old people or is it that older people take the time to communicate with nature. Either way, thank you for stopping by to read and leaving your profound thoughts here. Have a great day.

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      1. Most welcome. Whatever topic you write about is always a reader’s delight! 🙂 And I love stopping by.

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  21. Lovely and uniqe poem on an old man and his feelings.you are most expert to catch every feeling.we all will feel those feelings of that old man after being old aged.say thanks to Allie to inspire for writing on old man.wonderful.

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  26. If you die young, you do so painfully, with your hopes and shortened memories throwing daggers in the heart. If you die old, even your memories are taken from you first and you die with only lint in pockets and mind. Thankfully, there’s the pigeons.

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  32. This resonated with me. That’s why I always make it a point to have a conversation with my mom even though it’s so hard having one with her sometimes. She’s in the first stage of Alzheimer’s.

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    1. Sorry, to hear about your mother. Enjoy her all you can. Like I always tell my wife and daughter, parents aren’t forever. I wish you and your mother all the best.

      My wife admires how I go out of my way to have conversations with the elderly on the bus, train, and in the park. I admire them so much, they have so much wisdom and experience. We can learn so much from them.

      Thanks for stopping by to read and comment. Oh, by the way, this comment was lost in my Spam. I am searching for another comment you left me.

      Have a wonderful week.

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      1. Yes, I’m always giving her my time when I’m home. She loves to listen with my stories though she can’t remember who I am talking about.

        And I admire you also for giving them time. Yes, they impart great knowledge. My father used to tell me stories about their simple life when he was young, their life during and after the war. His stories usually have lessons in them and I’m grateful for the wisdom he shared.

        Thank you also for dropping by my blog and liking my posts. It meant a lot. Thank you also for taking the time to comment. I appreciate it.

        Have a wonderful week also.

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