They get in our way

Repeat themselves and ask us to repeat what we just told them

Drive too slow

Smell like rancid perfume and musty attics

Their skin has stuff growing out of it and is hard to look at

They can’t see well

Talk to loud, talk too soft

They endlessly try our patience

They have been called ‘The Greatest Generation’

They fought and Won a War

They worked hard

Harder than we will ever understand

And they survived the Greatest Depression

They went without for themselves so they could save money

And they paved the way for us to have a better life

Let’s not forget

Let’s be grateful

Let’s be patient