Old man
...sipping Green Tea...
...soaking in the mellow yellow light
of the afternoon sun
..will his life story soon be done?
...a story of battles lost and won,
of first true love and
long lost son...
tell me of Mt. Fuji, dear retired shogun,
of bitter heart ache and joyous fun?
Out time together is over.
A teardrop down your face, does run...
the evening moonlight we both must shun?
Kind Old Man
...rest your eyelids and withered hands...
your dreams sans Geisha Girls with crimson fans;
soft fingers caressing distant lands---memories of
the ancient times of old Japan.
Out time together is over.
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