Thursday, September 10, 2015

Old man fiddle


Old-man fiddle



A grey old man with legs a-limping, he finds himself a chair
Then he lifts a fiddle and bow with gentle care
And just like sunlight out of the rain,
 the old man's fiddle came to play again
And light this day up into flame
Just his dancing fiddling bow brings to life his sleepy toes
In this old heart till morning glows...
But no one stopped to listen
Thank  you Oteki Yuzum for the video...

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1 comment:

  1. A great poem +Dr Ego Prozac. I had to look hard at the picture before I could see the old man on the chair.

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