--Growing Old--
After years trickle by and
new faces and cities
become part of a new life.
When instead of my old lean self,
all you note is my paunch..
I look around and feel
the passing of a decade,
today the young have come
and the hair has grown grey..
It is then, i remember you..
Your touch..
the fingers in my mouth..
The softest corner of your..
Tender lips melting in mine..
Your honest innocent hug,
Still clings on to me,
The last morsel on
your hungry child's lips..
The tears oozed by one by one
As the decade passed
in your sleep on my lap,
i have stayed awake,
Today, the full moon is out.
I have grown old.
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