The Difference Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

The Difference



One meets a woman and surmises
that she would harbour great surprises.
Two towers stand in still attention
the other features we won't mention.
But as the writer Oscar said
(who was a thinker in his head) ,
the difference between the old
and those whose posture still is bold,
is nothing but the tooth of time,
though some would never hear the chime.

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