Posts tagged with “poem” and “draft”
October 17
Fading
The older I get the more I see
People
The less they see me
Year by year I am fading
like well worn jeans
At least that is how it seems
One day the invisible man
might see all that he can
of all of the people
doing all of their things
But I can never see
What they are looking at
when they do not see
me!
Paul Wrighton October 2009
06:52 AM | 0 Comments | Tags: draft, poem, poetry