A Senior's Jocund Poem of Holiday Cheer
A senior citizen wishes happiness to all.A stark blank pagean empty mindthe signs of ageare not too kindas skills and memorybegin to fade.Forgotten wordsa frozen tonguea trembling handare all amongthe fearful thingsof aging’s promenade.Foul smelling clothesa dumb blank starea dripping noselong grey nose haira lonely seniorin a barren room.Dribbling spitand gibberish rantswith yellow stainson underpantsboth legacyand precursor of doom.The signs of lifenow slowly...