The Old Man Poem by PAUL COLVIN

The Old Man



Eyes are brown, a lifeless brown
A dull, dull deadened brown
Eyebrows thick of grey and black
Stand stiffly on his frown
Coarse wrinkles gouged beneath his eyes
Like the Gobi’s arid plain
A face that’s etched in poverty
And saturated pain.

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