Philippe Hebert

Philippe Hebert is a poet, writer, and story teller of 79 years. Hebert has been a Management Consultant for 35 years and is now retired. The poet wants to pursue writing poetry and learning more about this art form but doesn’t want another hobby.

Old Fool, Move Along

Old Fool Move Along

Some days are better than others

Aches and pains but

Nothing to complain about

Beyond the autumn of our lives.

Without a backward glance

At our age

Sad and joyous memories

Flood the mind.

It's simple to wallow

In misery and sadness

Force ourselves

To rise above the muck and mire.

Easy to dwell on short comings

That life dealt out

The unrequited love but

We do reap what's been sown.

Recall the rice farmers

And the sugar cane harvester

Are our lives much worse

Then why so piteous

Poor fool

Pick yourself up and move along!

Don’t listen.

Family, friends, doctors

Tell you

Don’t drink, eat wisely, and exercise.

You know how you feel

You know what’s good and bad

Smoking is not good

So you gave it up.

Scotch lets you relax

Allows for random thinking

There’s no DT’s

Just a mellow peace.

With inhibitions removed

Free thought comes alive

You remember when

And can even see the future.

Don’t pity yourself

So went your parents and grandparents

Everyone goes down that path

Why shouldn’t you…you’re not so special

So pick yourself up

And Get Along Old Fool.