Gray-haired sorrows
Few tomorrows
Looks gone
Life torn
With aging’s
Torments
Friends
Dead
Husband too
But at least
She can still
Smile and
Marvel at
God’s creation
And the wonders
Of the world
Bob Boyd
Writing free verse poetry
Gray-haired sorrows
Few tomorrows
Looks gone
Life torn
With aging’s
Torments
Friends
Dead
Husband too
But at least
She can still
Smile and
Marvel at
God’s creation
And the wonders
Of the world
Bob Boyd