old man i see you there your fragile body and your vacant stare i have an urge to stop and share anything i could spare old man i see you now your crooked teeth and hairy brow your words are soft and now allow an offering somehow old man how it so your past is lost or did you let go where is your family do you know or are you the last to follow old man accept this please it's not much but it may ease any burdens that can freeze like an unwanted disease old man your smile is gold no words need to be told no reasons for me to be bold for one day i will be old.........
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Posted: Jan 2015
About this poem:
Random act of kindness...........the response was priceless
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Rob