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Mute the old man may be,

In silence he says it all.

Smiles he gives to passersby,

A shy wave from his claw.


Broken frame, crooked spine,

Say "I have been there, done that."

Handsome then and strapping ... tall....

Youth has fled, not his joy.


No wish to talk, tell all

What paths he's trod the world o'er

Names to drop from lips now stilled.

His silence says it all.

CoCo, thank you for sharing this.

With warm Christian love,
Stephen

Thank you, Stephen, for your response.

As I swept away the leaves from my deck this beautiful morning, I saw pedestrians below on the street. I felt in another world, seeing but not seen. Growing older at the gallop. Somehow, in a convoluted manner, a poem emerged.

Go figure ...

Gratefully and with love,

CoCo

Dear Bruno:

Welcome to the forum! It's a pleasure having you here.

Your kind words are very reassuring to me. Whether we are in the depths of despair or merely feeling empty, it's comforting that our tiny contributions may touch another's heart or reach his or her mind.

Thank you so much.

May you and yours have peace.

CoCo