Ol' Timers

We call 'em Ol' Timers

But I wonder if we will see

The values of that ol' man

In the park - there by the tree.

He may not seem important -

There's no shine upon his shoes,

As we pass him with our briefcase

To a world beyond his view.

But his value may be greater

And his worth a thousand times

When we stop to think of sacrifice

For this land of yours and mine.

Like when the country was in trouble

And they fought to keep her free,

It is taken all for granted

What they did for you and me.

So when we see Old Glory waving,

Let's not forget who kept her there,

And give respect and gratitude

To those Ol' Timers everywhere.

We call 'em Ol' Timers

And I hope they'll always be

In the hearts of those who treasure

The joy of being free.

We call 'em Ol' Timers

But I wonder if we will see

The value of that Ol' man

In the park - there by the tree.

-Chet Stanhope