An Old Man

Poem By Uriah Hamilton

An old man is drinking
In the cool night
Beneath intricately scattered stars.

He thinks about his wife
Still more beautiful
Than autumn leaves.

This is a lovelier moment
Than seeing for the first time
A Degas painting of ballet dancers.

Comments about An Old Man

This is very touching Uriah, he can see watch many can not, Love to you Uriah you have a great voice in this, Love Duncan
Uriah, you are truly one of the romantics of this era! Very lovely thoughts brought to life in your work. 10 from Tai, who are you again? lol
Dear Uriah, This is a lovely, nostalgic poem. You are a sensitive wordsmith. Sandra Fowler
being an old chap, I relate to this reather lovely and nostalgic poem. Thanks.
This is lovely and tender, Uriah. I like it. Raynette


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