Old Silver
Old Silver, my topic today
No, not the fabled horse
Or a pet of any kind
And it’s not an anniversary
That I have in mind
Rather, it’s a feeling
It’s how I feel today
And I’m not really sure
Just why I feel this way
A bit tarnished and neglected
Like Grandma’s old tea set
Not useful, as I once was
Not beautiful, and yet
I know that with some effort
Some extra elbow grease
I’ll sparkle once again
A fine old silver piece
Dedicated to the “Silver Survivors”
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2018
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