Daniel Norton Smith

Rookie (16th January 1969 / Sunderland)

Now That I Am Old - Poem by Daniel Norton Smith

Now that I am old and grey,
I don't fear anything any more.
Passing time and dimming hours,
breathe freshness into my lungs.

One deaf ear sticks out,
the other hardly listens.
It's a blessing getting old
and seeing the error of past ways.

Too much reason at my fingertips.
I dream of summer holidays and
exciting times in foreign cities:
Hong Kong, Taipei - I've been there, you know.

But really, it is just a dull ache
of a journey never taken.
It's a slow walk down the Chemists now,
for brylcream and hairdye.

Comments about Now That I Am Old by Daniel Norton Smith

  • Vipins PuthooranVipins Puthooran (10/7/2011 12:55:00 PM)

    It's a nice poem, , , and written well (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 7, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 8, 2011

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