Fat Old Man

[Waterguy]

3. This Poem reminds me of my heroes

I was a child too
and I would follow people
I felt were great

Not great in the sense that they had
accumulated a whole lot of prestige
or money, or popularity

But they felt great just to be around

But they get old and weaker too

And eventually they might fade
physically

And it's hard
And they always would tell me this
Life is hard sometimes
And I'd look around at the time
and feel kind of sad
because I listened closely
to whatever they might say

And then one day they were gone
Peace!