Love
still in his eyes
The
mind full of memories cry
The
old man walks in the park
The
past has gone him by
The
falling leaves from the trees
Dancing
in the air knowing it is the last
Before
hitting on the grass ground
The
natural littering in abundance
The
web of faint hope
The
old eyes can see clearly
The
old man can't send flowers
He
can barely survive in his days
But
he has nobody to send
In
the park he watches the stray cats
Somebody
will feed as the cats laze around
The
old man has no such luck
He
lives in his memories
The
footsteps of the ages gone
Now
he spends his time
Watching
the leaves waving goodbye
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