![]() Old BaldyA Poem by Clyde Grauke![]() A humorous take on aging.![]()
I used to know a knoll,
Well covered with growth
And brown in the sun.
But time and the elements
Have passed across its face
Leaving a white and bald,
Scraggly dome.
A change I seldom notice
Except when I pause
To look in the mirror.
© 2009 Clyde Grauke |
Stats
194 Views
2 Reviews Added on March 23, 2009 Author![]() Clyde GraukeGarland, TXAboutI am a digital artist and writer. I write poetry and flash nonfiction short stories. I am retired. more..Writing
|