I was walking along the path
When I saw him, passed him,
This gentleman.
A man of many years,
A man that to look at him
Took me back in time.
He stood up straight
Without any effort,
A trilby place on his head
Collar and tie, of course,
Grey trousers,
Smartly polished black shoes,
And an elegant tan overcoat,
I assumed the coat
Would conceal a suit.
This took me back
To when many men
Were dressed like this,
This was the norm.
Even I wore a suit,
Collar and tie for work
Way back then.
But that sort of dress has disappeared,
And as I watched this gentleman pass
I wondered,
Is there something
In this natural daily elegance,
That we have now lost.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Dressing has gone to pot as has respect and politeness in this world. What has happened to it?
- Category: Reflection
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Lovely read. Well done. Thanks for sharing. Yes dress has gone to the wayside.
A fine write Gold. That Bing may seem pleasant in public, but I read that he was a monster in family life.
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