A “sweet” poem – the 11-year-old’s perspective
A few days ago, I was reading to my boys at bedtime from their current favorite book, A Light in the Attic by Shel Silverstein. R, the 11-year-old, listened to this and remarked, “Oh, what a sweet poem!” It is also a good reminder to all of us to pay more attention to both the young and the elderly. And, it’s certainly relevant to living as a Sandwich Family.
“The Little Boy and the Old Man”
Said the little boy, “Sometimes I drop my spoon.”
Said the old man, “I do that too.”
The little boy whispered, “I wet my pants.”
“I do that too,” laughed the little old man.
Said the little boy, “I often cry.”
The old man nodded, “So do I.”
“But worst of all,” said the boy, “it seems
Grown-ups don’t pay attention to me.”
And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
“I know what you mean,” said the little old man.