Author: Barbara Goodhew


God knew I was getting tired and to old
to handle heavy things and lift.
He tried tell me to quit.
I didn't listen, so he made me listen, no
more physical work,now.
Made me realise I can use my head too not
just my hands.
Was a good worker with my hands, tried my

Using my head will be a big test.
Didn't have time for family,friends or me.
Just worked a lot it meant money,money.
Without thinking I didn't know what I
was missing.
Now that I had to slow down,and forced
to look around.
Saw I had family,friends and peoople who
Should've Been Listening


Comments on this poem/writing:

Colin ( -- Saturday, November 21 2009, 09:31 pm's never too late to listen...'s never too late to listen - or learn!
You have the easy but profound writing style of a very major modern general of philosophical musings!!!!
barb ( -- Tuesday, November 24 2009, 12:52 am

thanks colin

You know that saying You can't teach an old dog new tricks ,well I'm that old dog lol
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