Vintage verse – The Old Man by Sharmel Iris

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The Old Man

I am old now,
I am very old.
The sleep has come upon me
And my words. Today
Have I given all away.
Nor will I join in the talk
Of the old men in the park,
Tapping their canes around the well.
I have forgotten many things
For I am old,
Being cloaked in twilight.
I will stuff my pipe with stars
And go to sleep.

by Sharmel Iris (1889-1967)

Photo by Christine Klocek-Lim

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