Sunday, October 14, 2007

Crabby Old Man

When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a small hospital near Tampa, Florida, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value. Later, when the nurses were going through his meager possessions, they found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital. And this little old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this "anonymous" poem winging across the internet.

What do you see nurses?... What do you see?
What are you thinking... when you're looking at Me?
A crabby old man,... not very wise,
Uncertain of habit... with faraway eyes?

Who dribbles his food... and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice... "I do wish you'd try!"
Who seems not to notice... the things that you do.
And forever is losing... A sock or shoe?

Who, resisting or not... lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding... The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking?... Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse... you're not looking at me.

I'll tell you who I am... As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding,... as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten... with a father and a mother,
Brothers and sisters... who love one another.

A young boy of Sixteen... with wings on his feet.
Dreaming that soon now... a lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at twenty... my heart gives a leaf.
Remembering, the vows... that I promised to keep.

At Twenty-Five, now... I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide... And a secure happy home.
A man of thirty... My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other... With ties that should last.

A Forty, my young sons... have grown and are gone,
But my woman's beside me... to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more... Babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children... My loved one and me.

Dark days are upon me... My wife is now dead.
I look at the future... I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing... young of their own.
And I think of the years... And the love that I've known.

I'm now an old man... and nature is cruel.
Tis jest to make old age... look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles... grace and vigor, depart.
There is now a stone... where I once had a heart.

But inside this old carcass... A young guy still dwells,
And now and again... my battered heart swells.
I remember the joys... I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living... life over again.

I think of the years... all too few... gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact... that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people... open and see...
Not a crabby old man. Look closer... see... ME!!

Remember this poem when you next meet an older person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within.....we will all, one day, be there, too!-----By Tom Sykes from the The Britttany Pointer, a newsletter of ACTS-RETIREMENT LIFE COMMUNITY wherin I am working as part time employee.


ErnestoDR said...

Pareng Mike,
Salamat sa posting! natama rin ang daliri.
Ito ang tinatawag na "cycle of life". Noong tayo ay bata pa, di natin naiisip ang pagtanda dahil busy tayo sa paghahanap-buhay at sa paglasap ng sarap ng buhay. At ngayong sapitin na natin ang edad na ito ay tumatanaw na tayo sa ating pinagdaanan -- ang ating kabataan, ang buhay pamilya, pagkakaroon ng anak at ngayon ay apo.
Ang mahalagang tanong ay ito, "Ano ang naging silbi natin sa mundong ito?" Tayo ba ay isinilang at sa ilang taon ay mamatay na lamang? Ano ang naging kahulugan ng ating buhay?
Mga kaklase, paki paliwanag naman.

Pilar Villegas Cuevas said...

Mike salamat na muli sa iyong posting. Ernie para sa akin tayo ang isinilang sa kagustuhan ng Poong Maykapal at ang ating buhay ay hiram lamang natin sa KANYA na sa tamang pahahon ay muli niyang kukunin. Habang nabubuhay tayo dito sa mundo dapat nating gampanan ang lahat ng pinaguutos ng Diyos tulad ng pagmamahal at pagtulong natin sa ating kapwa lalong lalo na sa mga naghihirap, ang ating tungkulin bilang isang mabuting tao sa ating asawa at mga anak. Ang ating obligasyon sa kanila. Sa ating pagtanda alam natin na nalalapit na ang panahon na ang hiram na buhay ay babawiin sa atin ng Poong Maykapal at ito ay dapat nating paghandaan. Dapat tayong maging matapat sa Diyos na nagbigay sa atin ng buhay.