A Soothing Touch
Old man
Sits alone
A babe in the woods
Dead duck
Easy prey
Offer a soft touch
I do
Take the old man home
Is this your last days i ask?
He nods unknowingly,,
A double shot
Of bourbon i give,
Gratefulness given
With deep set eyes
Good-night old man
Sleep away,,,
Sleep in comfort
Where you may..
I'll never forget
To remember?
I could be this old man
On any given day
Seek comfort now
Old man
Seek it where you may,,,
Copyright © Gary Bechter | Year Posted 2008
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