Senior Citizen

no longer holds this frame
the sinew of my youth
flying amidst the trees
hunting with patient stealth
sentrying the lands of my castle

still now I share
the bed of Mom and Dad’s laps
the dregs in their yogurt cups
and above all—their love
th’ elat’d blessings of Our home

6 thoughts on “Senior Citizen

  1. niasunset's avatarniasunset

    What a lovely poem and lovely cat! Especially this line “sentrying the lands of my castle ” I loved so much. Thank you dear Poet, Love, nia

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