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He's such a frail man
Age has taken hold of him,
He walks with a cane
Walks with weak limbs.

He can barely stand
On his own two feet,
Goes to the graveyard every day
With his departed loved one, he meets.

He lays crimson red roses
Upon her grave,
But she watches over him from Heaven
And is thankful, for the love he gave.

He's such a frail man
Tears have captured his loving eyes,
Crying over the one he loved dearly
It's hard for him, to say his final good byes.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Jan.2/2006
Another picture drawn in my mind.