The couple
I saw the couple in the park
As my thoughts were roaming, dark
Gray hair, their ancient eyes seemed dim
They’d sat to watch the children swim.
I thought of the seasons passing
My winter clouds here amassing
Yes, old they were but were not grim
They’d sat to watch the children swim.
I’d wallowed in dark self pity…
Sang a durge not a gay ditty
They changed my sad mood with their grin
They’d sat to watch the children swim.
I saw the couple in the park
They’d sat to watch the children swim
What a lovely observation you have made of life and people. Beautiful poem Bastet.
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Thanks! I’m trying to get myself out of a slump…remembering a lovely moment observed helps 😉
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