Talk to Me When I’m Old
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1 min readJun 2, 2019
A lifetime of humanity to share.
Talk to me like I’m not there,
And I will disappear.
Talk about me, in front of me, a piece of furniture,
And I will withdraw, resentful.
The glazed look in my eyes will be a shield
Against your stupidity.
I’m not deaf and I sure am not dumb.
I just can’t remember what I ate for breakfast.
Tell me a story and I will feel
The same passions you do.
My feelings have not evaporated
with my short-term memory.
I am living. I am alive.
Talk to me.
Read personal stories about aging at Crow’s Feet: Life as We Age.
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