A Quiet Man
There was a quiet man
who lived a quiet life
on a quiet street
with a quiet wife
In a quiet garden
took his quiet walks
greeted quiet visitors
with whom he liked to talk
Liked a quiet evening
in a quiet bed
hummed a quiet tune or two
quiet sleepyhead
Retired without fanfare
far from daily strife
Drank a cup of hemlock
and took his quiet life
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2018
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