Ghosts Of Youth Poem by Daniel Miltz

Ghosts Of Youth



I see apparitions of youth
Eyes of gold, sluggish couth
Still mind and fascinate blend
Tottering genteel with friend
Murmurs gather unobtrusively
There's nothing the issue with me
I'm similarly as solid as can be
Elderly people with sticks strolling free

© daniel miltz

Ghosts Of Youth
Friday, October 18, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: old age
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Daniel Miltz

Daniel Miltz

Detroit, Michigan
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