The Old King Poem by David McLansky

The Old King

Rating: 4.5


SLEEP 0LD MAN
SLIP AWAY
SHUT YOUR EYES
FADE WITH THE DAY
YOUR THOUGHTS ARE DREAMS
SWEET ASLUMBER
YOUR BATTLES WON
TOO GREAT TO NUMBER
DOZE BY THE FIRE
SAFE IN YOUR CHAIR
SOFTLY ATTENDED BY
THOSE WHO CARE
YOUR HAIR IS WHITE
IN DISSARAY
LONG IS THE NIGHT
SHORT IS THE DA Y

Saturday, November 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: LOVE
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Clarence Prince 17 December 2014

Long is the night Short is the day. nice thought, David! Well done!

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