Too Old

Her wrinkled hand
Sat still and cold.
The time had come,
She’d got too old.
Her breath had left,
Now peace at last;
A blessing,
Death had come so fast.

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4 Responses to Too Old

  1. wbdeejay says:

    Quiet and poignant

    Liked by 2 people

  2. I’m waiting patiently for my friend to come. 🙂 xxx

    Like

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