Donald and Violet
In their mid eighties, they no longer worry about the fashion
his biggest worry is will she walk away from the bathtub again
she sleeps all day he rides his bike, checks in, now and then
but most of the time he just rides with a memory of gumption
She has dementia he has courage, atop of that God's grace
Donald wears a cardboard square on his chest stuck with scotch tape
on it is a hand drawn syringe showing that he has had the vaccine
his blue eyes are alert, "my friend made this for me" he's in shape
"because I lost the receipt to my second vaccine" I see his gleam
She has dementia, he has courage, atop of that God's grace ...
"I was at the legion they had a DJ and we purchased some lunch
he smiles we listen, "soon you'll need a passport Don, goodluck
"Yes I know " he says, then he drives away, scared, I got a hunch
Once we were euchre buddies laughing, today just small talk
She has dementia he has courage, atop of that God's grace.
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2021
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