Dorsey Baker


A Foul Ball In The Ballpark Of Life - Poem by Dorsey Baker

now that
you're older
the world is colder
they want to
put you away
in an old folks home
where old people stay
they say
'we'll keep in touch'
but they
don't visit
you very much
you just stay in one place
see more grey come into your hair
see more wrinkles come into your face
there is a product you can buy
but the mirror don't lie
age aint nothing but a number
that gets bigger with the years
old age is a package
that comes with salty tears

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Form: Blues Poem


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 27, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, March 27, 2015


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