Old Woman
I saw an old woman, staring
The leaves were falling softly
Falling around her feet
Falling were colors of toffee
She saw far more than most
By the time they reached her age
Time was a constant reminder
Dust settling on a page
I saw that old woman walking
Her feet moved painfully slow
She looked over at the horizon
A branch was her leaning pole
I saw the old woman grimace
As she painfully retraced steps
Always had herself a house full
Of visitors, kids and pets
Her face wrinkled with many lines
Each line a decade owned
Years of work and joy and pain
Upon her now frail bones
I saw the old woman leaning
Reaching far for one kind face
Reaching deep for understanding
And desperate to flee this place
I heard the old woman pleading
Ma’am, Thank you for being so kind
Ma’am please don’t leave me alone
She feared being left behind
She called to me, now a mere stranger
A visitor who came
I said it’s me to no one there
Just a face without a name
This old frail woman of brittle bones
Who, cringes at my touch
Is still my sweet, sweet grandmother
Who once loved me so much!
I Love You Bemo
10/25/2013
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