Saturday 9 April 2011: Poem For A Gentleman
The gates are closed.
He needs them open.
He wants to get to the other side.
A train thunders past.
It is full of faces he recognizes.
He waves.
They wave back.
They are hurtling into a future
without him.
Goodbye, good man.
Driving to the hospital this came on the radio and made me feel good.
Dear Prudence
Poem copyright Bernard Young 2011
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