Ageing Parents Poem by Brooke Renwick
Ageing Parents
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Vailed in years,
their arthritic hands
twisted, knarred.
Fingered branches -
reaching
through the curtain of
the rising steam of
hot irons quenched.
I draw on my pipe
and sip my coffee.
I once saw the
mirth of youth
in their wrinkled
eyes and yet
now I see glory
fading.
Friday, February 11, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: old age,parents
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