Poetry

Old Days

Watching an old western
on a channel that only old
folks watch it seems
every ad is for those with
one foot in the grave or
feet that hurt and cooking
devices that can be wiped
clean easily but wait,
there’s more!
All designed to get one back
to joyously pushing the grand
child in a wheelbarrow
or laughing and washing the dog
or using a cell phone that has
big buttons and a simple plan
so we can call all our old friends
and go for a walk at the park
cause we’re all a gnat’s ass
from being put in a home
No thanks, I’ll pass

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