Tag: poets

• What If? (Poem)

  An old man and a young boy were both sharing a chair – one’s skin was grey with wrinkles, the other’s freckled and fair. They glanced at each other every now and again, but nothing more, nothing less…so silence sustained. But as he sat the old man thought to himself: “What if, what if, what if? …what if I’d…

  July 12, 2015

  Musings