I saw this elderly man cross the street
A few kids were calling him old man
His face so sad as he walked along
Why don't these kids understand
Elderly Man
His move was slow and careful
As the kids called him names
He paid no real attention
But anyone could feel his pain
Elderly Man
He looked up at a flying bird with smile
These kids laughed on and on
But one day soon enough they'll learn
When their youth too shall be gone
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