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Monday, 28 April 2014

Do You See Us?

By Marc Leavitt of Marc Leavitt's Blog

Do you see us old ones out on the street?
A lot of us use canes, and don’t walk fast;
We’re just old, and our lives have been replete
With making homes and raising kids; that’s our past.
Do you see us, or simply look away,
Reminded of a topic to discuss,
How time will take its toll on you one day?
We have a lot in common, you and us.
We’re walking the same road that you are on;
The path is hard to follow, often rife
With problems and regrets to think upon
While we tread through the twists and turns of life.
Do you see us? If we obstruct your view,
Be tolerant; we’re just the same as you.

[INVITATION: All elders, 50 and older, are welcome to submit stories for this blog. They can be fiction, non-fiction, poetry, memoir, etc. Please read instructions for submitting.]

Posted by Ronni Bennett at 05:30 AM | Permalink | Email this post


Good one, Marc. I know I have felt those emotions. Sometimes,
it's a surprise to remember that we were "them", once upon a time. I don't think I was very
kind or understanding in my youth. Now, it's payback time.

This is great. It needs a young audience.

Yes, I think everyone of us feels some regrets about how we at sometime treated older people, but no reason to labor over that. Now as Susan says, we must get the word out to those who follow in our steps.

Very nice poem, Marc. My feelings exactly.

Sometimes when I see younger people getting impatient because an older person is not walking fast enough or driving fast enough for them,
I wonder if they remember just who that elder is.

Perhaps she is the one who got up with you in the middle of the night and walked all over the apartment with you crying on her shoulder, so your Mom could get a little rest.

Or is he the one who taught you how to fish when your Dad was too busy making a living so you and your Mom could live in that nice house.

Maybe she is the one who got up at five A.M. on Thanksgiving day to put the turkey in the oven so it would be ready when you guys got back from the football game.

And do you remember when he was the only one who would take you out to practice your driving when you were 16? Yes, you ARE the one who wrecked his clutch but he never said anything to you.

Think about it, young people..
We really don't feel you owe us anything but kindness and respect.

So true. We are all on the same path. I can't think how my own life would have gone without the older adults in it.

I often look at an old person (not me, I'm only 80), and wonder what they looked like when younger and what they did in their real life.
It is hard to realize that you do become invisible to a large segment of the population and what you think, say, and do is no longer of value to them.
If only they knew what we know, that this is their future path..ha ha and so there!

This reminds me of a POV broadcast many years ago about how invisible one becomes as we age. I must have been late 50's at that time and as I went about in the world I began to notice how I would dismiss, almost unconsciously, anyone who looked old. I would register their age and then, whoola, they became invisible to me. It was a strange realization and causes one to wonder who else we automatically dismiss for one reason or another. Thanks for the article.

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