brian roy skyers


Old Man Ed - Poem by brian roy skyers

My ankle bone’s connected to my leg bone
But it’s swollen like an old mobile phone
Busy signals called pain
I don’t know if I can take the strain
I rub it day after day, night after night
The days are gone when I’d start a street fight
Old Age is here, I don’t have to be told
Never thought it’d be like this getting old.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 28, 2011


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