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Endings

Endings
They took his shoes 
first the left one then, 
with a slight hesitation
the right shoe, 
now he wears silk slippers 
walks on soft carpets 
at the luxury home for 
the aged where life is a hush
a murmur of paying  for concern.
Everything he might 
whish for is here,
but his youth.

Copyright © Jan Oskar Hansen | Year Posted 2013

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Kathryn Collins Date: 6/20/2013 5:29:00 AM Oh yes no running away from it, even with silken slippers. My feeling is if I have to be incarcerated, put me in the luxury home with the soft carpets. The hope is never to have to go - to a home that is. Or maybe actually have a place to go like the palace. I'd soon as skip the whole thing and be hit by a low flying plane. There's a place here serves 'happy endings' ice cream sundaes. Seniors can get it half-price on Wednesday. hugs, Kathy Login to Reply Jan Oskar Hansen Date: 6/20/2013 5:44:00 PM and if you have my love...give them hell