Tag: Old age
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Can You Hear Me?
At the threshold of age, I crumble My eye’ve lost their gleam And my voice its thunder, Yet, my frail hands beckon. Can you hear me? In all vulnerability,I fumble Seeking to be held by the little fingers That were in yesteryears entwined in mine. Can you not hear me? My fevered brow, trembles- Awaiting…
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Can You Hear Me?
#Poattic3 At the threshold of age, I crumble My eye’ve have lost their gleam And my voice, its thunder Yet, my frail hands beckon. Can you hear me? In all vulnerability, I fumble Seeking to be held by the little fingers That in yesteryears were entwined in mine. Can you not hear me? My fevered…