She then and now
WHEN I was young…
she made tea and coffee for me
now when my hands shake
she yells at me
can’t you even add sugar properly
now she is training me
old age is a curse
we all depend not on poetic verse
but on times gone worse
from a sparking skin
to wrinkles
when she did smile
I had tears of joy
now as I grow old
she toys for words
why don’t now come tears
she loves me still
but says
when will you go
you are now too old
suffering untold
my new bf says
push him
where? ? ?
he stares
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