SENIOR FIGURE
Weathered and worked
Lied to and jerked
His stoicism waning
His request for help blaming.
Lived a long time,
Carried the vine.
Provided with spare,
But, lost all his hair.
Hardheaded the soil;
Sentimental the foil.
Left to his own
All his seed sown.
Niice
Thank you Linda – I was thinking about you today when Teal wrote about Warm Whiskey.
Can’t do any whiskey anymore , it’s not friendly!
I know… but back in the Crown Royal days…
Is this an ode to your Pa Robert? It’s lovely … I hope he’s doing good x x
Dearest Susan,
Yes, this is an ode to Robert Sr. He is still getting along.
Love,
R.