Friday, June 09, 2017

day 160

So even to old age and gray
         hairs,
   O God, do not forsake me,  Psalm 71:18

despite the
stress highlights
      dancing across
      my head,
   the canyons worry
   has carved in
      my visage,
   the creaking
   of my joints
      with every move,
you cradle me
in your arms, whispering,
   'my sweet baboo,
   my beloved,
   my joy.'

(c) 2017 Thom M. Shuman

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