Ronald Strickland

Veteran Poet - 1,066 Points (LaFayette, Georgia)

The Sky Is Falling. - Poem by Ronald Strickland

Drove to see some old friends today.
Some had gone,
others couldn't remember my name.

As I walked back home thinking
about where the time had gone,
fast cars, pretty girls.
gone fishing when one couldn’t find me home.

Drink a few cold ones, till the last call,
leaving old soldiers standing tall.

Share smiles and laughter too.
At times it seemed so blue,

Then I remember I still have friends like you,
then I know the sky s not falling.

It was then in my thoughts that i had driven my automobile,
when I went to see old friends today.

Maybe the sky is falling when old fools dream
and their thoughts run astray

Topic(s) of this poem: aging


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 2, 2015


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