Said the little boy, “Sometimes I drop my spoon.”

Said the little old man, “I do that, too.”

The little boy whispered, “I wet my pants.”

“I do that, too!” Laughed the little old man.

Said the little boy, “I often cry.”

The old man nodded, “So do I.”

“But the worst of all,” said the boy. . .

“it seems grown-ups don’t pay attention to me.”

and he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand…

“I know what you mean,” said the little old man.

                                            Shel Silverstein

Helpful Books/Links/References:

If you like this poem and would like to read similar writings, The Little Boy and the Old Man has been printed in the following books:

  • Dream Catcher: A Memoir (Page 121) By Margaret A. Salinger © 2001
  • Small Town Graces: Selections from The Moundville Times: 1992-2002 (Page 161) by Ken chapman © 2003
  • A 3rd Serving of Chicken Soup for the Soul: 101 More Stories to Open the Heart and Rekindle the Spirit (Page 71) by Jack Canfield and Mark victor Hansen © 1996
  • Broken Connections: Origin and couse, the world of the Patient by Liduin Souren and Emile Franssen © 1994
  • The Joys of Successful Aging: Living Your Days to the Fullest (Page 22) by George Sweeting © 2008
  • The Journey of Life: A Cultural History of Aging in America (Page 241) by Thomas R. cole © 1992
  • High Holiday Highlights: Make Them Your Spiritual Adventure (Page 107) by Hillel E. Silverman © 2003