HOUR SEVENTEEN

POEM # 17

24 HOUR

POEM MARATHON

ONCE A MAN TWICE A CHILD

I learned to walk,

Before I could talk.

Easy to use fork and spoon,

Cow jumped over the moon.

Tied my shoes, button my shirt,

Played in the sand and dirt.

Taught to read and to spell.

Bounced back when I fell.

Twenty years boy, now a man,

Will fate come with a plan?

Fifty years man, now a boy.

Will fate bring a different toy?

Hard to read and to spell,

Thoughts don’t seem to jell.

Slip on shoes, slip on shirt,

Trying so hard to stay alert.

I eat with straw and spoon,

Sit and stare the afternoon.

Need a cane when I walk,

Words garbled when I talk.

Written by Carl Mann

The kurlman

6-14-2015