Ornery Old Man... Poem by Eric Cockrell
Ornery Old Man...
i have been accused of being an ornery old man, perhaps
rightfully so... i am rather blunt, and have little patience
or tolerance for ignorance.
however, when i come in contact with another human
being i always try to see them through their own eyes...
my abiding thought and intent is respect, grounded in
dignity...
i will go out of my way to listen, and to help.
but both of us have to pull the oars!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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