Octogenerian
His 85th birthday
a piece of cake
bb did take bb = birthday boy
Some special gifts
his fingers shook
he unwrapped
two longed-for books
Another year gone by
a rough stretch
but good times sure
what matter, rich or poor
Closer to God he edges
counting down
not up... now
two questions: when and how
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A fictional piece, although I picked
85 because my mother lived to
age 86.
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
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