David Darbyshire

Rookie (6/11/54 / Darwen England)

Fade Away - Poem by David Darbyshire

As my blue jeans fade,
the wear and tear starts to show.
I am sure it's been a decade
to throw them out, would bring such sorrow

Time seams to be running out,
my hair is thinning no doubt.
I'll have to start combing it a different way,
cause there's no way I'm getting a toupee.

The smile on my face is also sagging
and when I walk my feet are dragging.
Getting old is not much fun,
but I still am my mothers son.

Comments about Fade Away by David Darbyshire

  • (10/19/2006 9:08:00 AM)

    This is a wonderful poem. Great Job.

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  • john tiong chunghoo (10/19/2006 8:27:00 AM)

    yes, just last year my mom said she still loves all her children who have grown 50s. the love never dies, she said. sincerely, john. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 19, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 20, 2010

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