Copper Kettles and Conversation

20 Apr

Elderly Woman - Sepia

Fingers bent, misshapen, sore

She drinks her tea, stares at the floor

Thoughts wandering, she brings to mind

of happy days she left behind

Of friends and family who have past

All the memories she’s amassed

Days go by without a soul

She knows how old age takes its toll

A long, sad sigh escapes her lips

How she yearns for new friendships

For copper kettles and conversations would she give

the last few days she’s got to live

© Susan Barton 2013


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