Old Men

by on August 20th, 2010
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When my mother was dying
to get to her room
I passed an old man
curled in bed
His memories shards of class
a confused stained glass
of his life
I swore before I was
old and grey and curled up
I would check out
But did he say that
30 years ago?

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