I remember, yes remember
Though distant the sounds of youth
Older people voicing warnings
Their ancient versions of the truth
I do recall, yes I recall
Though the words seem fainter now
Dismissing it as only chatter
Not worth my time at all
I laughed, yes I laughed
Oh and rolled my eyes away
Convinced I need not worry
Over things that they might say
I dismissed them, yep I dissed them
Those dinosaurs in rocking chairs
Disbelieving golden wisdom
Lay beneath their silvered hairs
You are waiting, surely waiting
Admission of youth’s blind mistake
Expecting that by now I’ve learned
Theirs was sage advice to take
They were right, oh often right
But they were often wrong as well
Should I give you like advice today
You may well answer: “Go to Hell”
Mary Havran
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/advice-of-elders-for-what-it-s-worth/
