Call Of The Earth Poem by soren Barrett

Call Of The Earth

I didn't notice pieces of me falling off
Hair growing thinner by the day
At such loss I did scoff
Then bits of skin started falling away

Eyes, appendix, gall bladder corroded
As a child my tonsils I lost
Slowly bits of honor eroded
With time, children and wife became the cost

Mind's autumn leaves fall
Dementia rotting my brain to nothing
In deafness I hear the dirt call
Now winter's cold is coming

Tuesday, December 17, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn,loss
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