
By: John Lee
The hair is thin
And the routine is thicker
And the weeks are weaker
Eyes are glassed
Ears are aided
Spirit moves slowly
As the careers are abated.
The “yes sirs” and “no sirs”
Come with invisibility
And the aches in the limbs
Come with groans and less mobility.
Memories and dreams are
The animators and specters
of the long, gone loves
That served as creators.
The worries get worried less
Here in the land of the leaving
And is flooded with tears
But alas the body and heart keep
Right on beating.
Thank you John. Lovely words that touch the heart.💗