In My Old Age/I Often Do Not Know What To Do With Myself

In my old age
I often do not know
What to do with myself

Haven't I done all the real work I can do
Written what I was capable of?

No one needs or wants much of anything from me
I have done my job
And I can go to my long home-

And where are my friends?
Many of them are dead
And half the others too sick or lost
To really be friends as they were before

I do not feel I am worth much at all
The world seems to say
‘Goodbye old fool you have had your hour

And soon it will be no more'.

by Shalom Freedman

Comments (3)

uh huh......Herr! Wicked!
cruel and cutting, and WITTY!
Wickedly funny.Enjoyed this one.thank you.