The New Watch.

Goldfinch60



There he came into the house,

The first thing he showed us

Was the watch,

Of which he was so proud.

My son and his partner

Had started kayaking,

And he needed a watch

That could survive in the wet,

So here it was.

It goes down to the depths,

It told when the tides were rising,

Or receding,

It could even tell the time!

We were sitting chatting

And he needed to know the time.

So there it is,

His new watch on his wrist,

Ready and waiting for him,

And what does he do?

He looks at his ‘phone!

I just laughed and laughed.

“What are you laughing at?

My son said.

So I asked him

“Why do you have a watch,

Of which you are so proud;

But tell the time on you ‘phone?”

He looked at me dumbfounded,

And he too burst out laughing.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 29th, 2019 02:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this some time ago but it is a true story.
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 13
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Comments7

  • orchidee

    Heehee, good write Gold.

  • dusk arising

    Life goes on and the things our generation took for granted are out of fashion now for new habits have been aquired by our offspring.

    So natural for the likes of us to look to our wrist for a timecheck. A good observational write sir.

  • Andrew Charles Forrest

    Great write Andy
    Far too clever just to tell the time it's probably linked to a satellite somewhere
    Have a great 2020

  • Alan .S. Jeeves

    Ah but will his phone survive in the wet? Maybe it will!

    Ex animo, Alan

  • ANGELA & BRIAN

    BRIAN HERE ~ Good afternoon Uncle Andy ~ Thanks for the TGT very soothing ! Loved the POEM ! It reminded me that *Gadgets Rule KO !* Now that ALEXA has moved into my Kitchen ~ I not only take off my TIE (old fashioned or what ?) but also my WATCH when I come home ! Unlike the other Ladies in my Life ~ ALEXA never needs winding up ! I dont have a PHOBILE MOAN ! Your Poem reminded me of an elederly relative of mine for whom I installed a BIG BUTTON Phone ! He still wrote His Daughter (in OZ) a long letter every week ~ telling her the NEWS ! He never telephoned OUT (He was convinced Oberrgruppenfuhrer MERKEL could hear every word) ~ He vioted BREXIT @ 90 !

    Blessings & Peace for You & Your Lovely JOYCE
    Love ANGELA & BRIAN ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿงก

  • FineB

    Hello Goldfinch60,

    A good and timeless write.

    Keep writing FineB

  • Jon Nakapalau

    Well done my friend!



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