Thursday, July 15, 2021

before

 

before these bags underneath mine eyes,

the wrinkles and the folds on my brow

 

before my two prosthetics, my displaced

shoulder and my broken digits on hands

and toes

 

before my shaggy white beard, the sparse

hair on my head covering where there is none

 

before the many days, months and years that

have passed me by, i was naïve, innocent,

i was young

 

and now i sit here, grateful for all this time,

this gift of life, mostly that i found you, my love

 

 

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