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Right Turns Hard Times

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Right Turns Hard Times
David J Walker

Only a scooter as if 
a Scooter 
       was just a toy

The memory disguised 
as an errant thought
Brought tears of joy

To a man returning to a boy
Before he could possible 
die alone at home again and again

Alone becomes his synonym for a
A European Fone 

Disconnected from
a forgotten number
	Written on discarded paper

Memories default into faultiness 
Thoughtless defaults into
a sign of senselessness 

The old the deaf and blind 
Await whatever is nameless 
                        but next

The blind man on the scooter
Stopped at the corner 
                      perplexed

But still attempts to fit in and
Cannot comprehend 

The times and how behind 
He has become 

The scooter turns the corner
                 And he is gone

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Date: 5/2/2022 7:27:00 AM
hey David, lovely poem, guessing you meant 'turns' for the title, delete me after the fix :-)
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Jeff Kyser
Date: 5/4/2022 4:48:00 AM
You have an awesome reading voice, by the way.
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David Walker
Date: 5/3/2022 5:22:00 AM
Thanks for catching that Jeff. and thanks for reading..

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