Poem 4

Old man,

cane in his right hand,

Old woman,

cane in her left.

Leaving church,

sharing prayers,

turn to look at each other,

a smile on their lips,

laughter in their eyes,

their free hands joined in the middle,

bridging their hearts

across years of love.


Eve Remillard


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