Parting Poem by Ben Gieske

Parting



is never, ever sweet
when it comes to that
I’m just simply too weak.

My old watch
- now silent -
I’ll never turn in for gold
- no matter how old -
Don’t even ask me
to give up my billfold

Sunday, October 12, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: old
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