Old As A Rock Poem by Kevin Patrick
Old As A Rock
Demonstrate to me what it means to be an adult
And I’ll show to you it’s the masquerade of a child
Rocks don’t grow old but they break apart with age
People do the same but they pretend and call it Sage
Interestingly put. Rocks don’t grow old but they break apart with age Like when in mans name a war is waged, yet the odds always stay the same. Just titles. I like the phrase I am not old enough to know everything By, Oscar Wilde It comes to mind when i read this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/28/2026 8:32:52 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Yes Patrick, the old is wise- generally speaking. But wise or not, they, too, break apart with age. I'm not quite that old yet, and I can feel some breaking going on. It's a part of life. I find this very interesting.