The elder poet

As a child I looked for love .

From my mother and my dad.

When siblings came along . 

No longer favorite.  I felt sad.

In later years I learned to love .

My family as a whole.

We played our games 

And called each names .

But it was all in fun.

I looked for freedom as a teen.

Tied to home it alway's seemed.

I looked at girls and some looked back.

A whole new world of love in fact.

A world out there I've never seen.

Only in the books and on the screen.

With bag in hand I reach the door. 

A whole new world I'm looking for .

It's not all I thought it to be.

No milk and honey or being free.

I look for rest .A chance to slumber .

I look for dreams . One's I remember .

Through life I've looked for many things .

And most I've found are pretty things.

I've found years of work. And pain there too.

No dreams of mine never seemed to come true.

In old age I looked around this world . 

Finally finding what I need to see .

The thing I found was only me.




  • Author: The elder poet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 31st, 2021 19:39
  • Comment from author about the poem: Another poem of life.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • The elder poet

    I Am very lucky to have lived as long as I have. Life is a gift. Some are better than others.But any life is good . You Have a good day.

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