by BuffybearWYONG, New South Wales, Australia
Feb 2011 782 Views 2 comments
.......CRANKY PEOPLE.......
Cranky people, hardened hearts, cold and stern and rigid,
Do they hide some awful secret, maybe that they're frigid?
Are they soft and warm inside but just can't show affection?
Is it that they keep their feelings hidden from detection?
Do they ever want to change but do not know a way?
So outwardly they seem so harsh but inwardly they pray.
Cranky people, do they know, there's other ways to be?
That a smile is always welcome and there's never any fee.
One wonders would it hurt too much their lifestyle set, to bend,
Or do they think the price too high for them to condescend?
Cranky people, hardened hearts, will they ever change?
Alas, perhaps, to themselves they think,
It's others who are strange.....
Do they hide some awful secret, maybe that they're frigid?
Are they soft and warm inside but just can't show affection?
Is it that they keep their feelings hidden from detection?
Do they ever want to change but do not know a way?
So outwardly they seem so harsh but inwardly they pray.
Cranky people, do they know, there's other ways to be?
That a smile is always welcome and there's never any fee.
One wonders would it hurt too much their lifestyle set, to bend,
Or do they think the price too high for them to condescend?
Cranky people, hardened hearts, will they ever change?
Alas, perhaps, to themselves they think,
It's others who are strange.....
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Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
This poem was written by me in about 1975 about an old farmer, a neighbour, who used to always wander up and down the road tending to his property and in all the time I lived there I can honestly say I never ever saw him smile, such a shame.....Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (2)
Do they ever want to change but do not know a way? Without love and support, change, no matter how much desired, is not so easily achieved. Culture and conditioning added to the mix create others who like themselves exactly the way they are. One would have to be in the other's skin to know the difference. A very soft-heart write.