One Foot In the Grave
Old overworked aged heart,
Beating bravely without stopping;
Controlling carefully the rhythm of life,
The terminally ill man holding on dearly,
Amid an attack which can end in tears.
Weeping wife beside his bed,
Holding his hands tightly;
Wearily waiting the bad news.
Copyright © Dedu Son | Year Posted 2018
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