“The Elderly”

By Jason kirk Bartley

Some people look at the elderly

with impatience and bother,

I see someone interesting,

a grandfather or a mother.

Some people think they are dazed and confused.

I see them full of knowledge and easily amused.

Many will not come and visit,

their outcome seems so bleak.

I see a person who’s been through it all,

and in their pain,

they still smile and kiss you on the cheek.

Some people see frail and on their last leg,

I see beautifully aged,

To shake my hand, they do not have to beg.

However you see them,

still respond with loving care,

someday it may be you sitting

in that wheelchair,