The Weary Old Man - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

weary, the old man from his garden
goes inside the house
with unwashed feet all muddy
rests on that bamboo bed,

he finds no meaning
why he must still live for another day

weary, he closes his eyes
forgetting supper
prepared by his granddaughter
who mother left her
under his care

weary the old man is
now asleep

as the moon which used to be full
fades completely
in a very dark sky

on that open window of his room
the cold winds are getting in

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 20, 2012

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