A Bent Body
The body bent, worn, old flesh on this frame.
Within a heart warm, but aged porous bone
Support all that moves;not just one alone
When from earth gone; will one remember name
Long ago to pleasant earth softly came
From baby to adult body had grown
When desire for family started one of own
Persued life_lived each day unashame
Founded a love who would to him be true
Loves her still even now with my white hair
Have to now gone for those comfy shoes
Desires each day to spend time in recliner chair
Good to have in life one who loves dear
Wonderful for each their sorrows to bear
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2010
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