Young Man Poem by Paul Hughes

Why do you look at me so, young man
Because my hair is grey & my arm is weak.
my speech is slow and my step uncertain
Oh, I know you young man

All that you do I have already done,
every new path you seek to tread
is already so well trodden
my footprints lead yours

you do not recognise me young man,
with all your puff and strut
you know me not, oh the here &
now of youth so dazzling

take but a minute young man
look closely and open your mind
the man you see before you is you
only the passing of time blinds you