Can your emotions change with age?
Can an old heart turn a new page?
Can a heart who has seen too much,
and has even has lived in a hutch;
can he be recharged by a smile,
and think of it on distant isles?
An old man who looked at his life,
quite alone now, without a wife.
He lives his days, one for the next,
in front of a monitor; vexed.
A simmering bright light has come,
among ashes he found a plum.
Though his attachment’s far away,
She can make him smile every day.
©June 26, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton
~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~