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Crabby Old Man
Last Post 12 Feb 2015 08:06 PM by Twill. 7 Replies.
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30 Apr 2008 07:27 AM

    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.

     

    One nurse took her copy to Missouri . The old man's sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas edition of the News Magazine of the St. Louis Association for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem.

     

    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.

     


    Crabby Old Man

    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 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 leap.


    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.

     

    At 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!

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    04 May 2008 08:35 PM

    I love this poem. It was made into a short film that I show to my students every year before we start our Geriatrics course. Usually there aren't many dry eyes. ;O)  It is very important to remember that no matter how old, how sick, or how grumpy someone is they still are worthy and  deserve our respect and appreciation.

     

    love and hugs,

    chelle

    I've never dropped anyone I believed in... Marilyn Monroe
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    28 Jan 2011 12:39 AM
    As I read this, I could see my step father laying in the bed and saying these words. May he rest in peace. As the tears run down my face because of how I saw him at his time of need and understanding, sure I loved him, but I can't stop of thinking of all the pain he caused me. After reading this again I realize how wrong I was to be scared of him, just laying in bed and not understanding a word he was saying until he said the words " I love you ". Then I would see the man that was once a living soul, going hunting, fishing, flying his airplanes, sailing, traveling and enjoying his life that he made for himself. I need to write a another letter to him. Thank you for helping me see who I was.

    Hugs n Love

    BCL
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    15 Jul 2011 05:08 PM
    It was made into a short film that I show to my students every year before we start our Geriatrics course. Usually there aren't many dry eyes. ;O) It is very important to remember that no matter how old, how sick, or how grumpy someone is they still are worthy and deserve our respect

    This is a poem that someone almpst wrote just upon hearing the original poem. Chelle wrote this. In my opinion both poems The authors and Chelles are nice.
    It is hard to believe anyone could see what this man saw. He is still twenty wide eyed and all. Not grumpy at all, still full of youth and still because of the program telling his truth.
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    03 Feb 2015 07:51 PM
    wonderful poem, mind if i share it?
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    11 Feb 2015 01:44 AM
    I like it.
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    12 Feb 2015 08:06 PM
    thanks for this, made my day.
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    12 Feb 2015 08:06 PM
    thanks for this, made my day.
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