Hello all,
It's National Poetry Day, so I thought I'd share two things with you. One is a poem I wrote myself a while ago about old people and old fashioned values, and the other is a poem that means something to me, but I'm going to post it in video form because I can't find the words to it anywhere.
Old People
I love old people
I love their old fashioned views
That politeness should always be on cue
And that if we ever falter
Sticking together would make us a new
I'm a firm believer of the smile in the street
The ones to people you're not even fussed to meet
You just want to make someone's day
I'm in favour of the friendly good morning to a person you've never seen before
Just because somewhere in my heart lingers some hope that
That person takes your spontaneous friendliness and turns it into a real smile
I'm not talking about smiles with your mouth
Anyone can do them.
I'm talking about the smile that not everyone can see
The smile that's in their eyes or in their cheeriness or
In the possibility that they might be friendly to another stranger on the street and make someone else's day.
That's what I love about old people.
Young people are too cool,
Too stubborn
Too stuck in the artificial reality that if you don't know someone that they're irrelevant in your life
That's where my view differs,
I believe that the world is one massive web
Everyone's connected some way or another
And by saying hello to that one person in the street that the cycle will go on
That in turn the person who I passed on my friendly hi or smile in the street will pass it on again
And this will continue until when one day I'm feeling rather rough and some perfect stranger full of the joy that's been passed a long will smile or say hello and just make my day.
-Jeff Cosslett
For those who managed to stick it out through my poetry, here's a poem that means a lot to me:
Jeff
