At The Retirement Village Poem by james watkin
At The Retirement Village
He wants to hop, she wants to skip
And together, they want to jump.
One and all, out of a staid function;
Hunched and stiff and plump.
You see, the child was not expelled
Altogether from its past!
Reprimanded for childishness only;
For wanting itself to last.
Tuesday, May 14, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: old age
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