Don't know if it's true, and it could be just one of those internet myths, but it's a great story so I'll repeat it here just as it was sent to me by my brother ...When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a small hospital near Tampa, Florida, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value.
Later, when the nurses were going through his meager possessions, they found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital.
And this little old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this "anonymous" poem winging across the Internet.
Crabby Old Man
What do you see nurses? ... What do you see?
Who dribbles his food ... and makes no reply.
Who, resisting or not ... lets you do as you will,
I'll tell you who I am ... as I sit here so still,
A young boy of Sixteen ... with wings on his feet
At Twenty five, now ... I have young of my own.
At Forty, my young sons ... have grown and are gone,
Dark days are upon me ... my wife is now dead.
I'm now an old man ... and nature is cruel.
But inside this old carcass ... a young guy still dwells,
I think of the years ... all too few gone too fast.
Not a crabby old man. Look closer ... see ... ME!!