Author: Ben Franklin
Back in the day I was full of
Energy and life,
Then in 1958 I calmed down when I met Percy
And became his Beloved wife
Myself and Percy were almost joined at the hip,
But he did get Jealous when I was at work
Behind the bar flirting with the Fellaís,
But hey, I did get good tips!
Whilst growing old together
My legs did become a bit sore,
I was not that active energy filled Rosie anymore.
Sadly, Percy past away,
I will never forget the day,
1999 17th of May.
When Percy died,
This house just did not feel like home,
I felt Useless,
Isolated and alone.
I fell over the other day
And it took me 5 hours to get up to the bed,
I sometimes wish Percy was here and I was dead instead.
The paper boy never delivered today,
All I wanted was the crossword,
Itís sad that Iíve been robbed of such a simple Pleasure,
But at least I will see My Percy soon,
Thatís one thought I shall Treasure.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|anonymous (126.96.36.199) -- Friday, February 17 2006, 06:55 am|
Ya, aging finally will hit us all someday.I see myself slowly geting there. Those simple pleasures we take for granted slowly goes awy too. "Sex" for one, a simple run up the street and back. Anyway thanks for the poem Ben.
|Ben f (188.8.131.52) -- Friday, February 17 2006, 08:11 am|
"Rosie" came about whilst reading The paper the other day.It was headlined..."day in the life of a pensioner".There was no "percy" involved,I just added him,but it was just so sad that I had to write something.We often forget about the old,but also foget that someday we will be in that position to.Thank you for reading and your comment.
|barb (184.108.40.206) -- Tuesday, November 24 2009, 09:55 pm|
I have an adopted brother named Percy who is 65. He's always been there for me,With this write I realized he is getting older and time for me to b e there for him. Thanks Ben for the wake-up call lol
|Ben Alan Franklin (220.127.116.11) -- Thursday, November 26 2009, 03:10 pm|
Hey Barb, glad this poem stirred some memories!
thanks for the comment!
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