Birthday For An Old-Timer Poem by Donal Mahoney

Birthday For An Old-Timer



His wife takes him to dinner
as she always does
on his birthday wearing

bright red lipstick, a color
she detests but he likes.
He knows this means

when they get home
bright red panties will call
like a beacon in the night.

Friday, January 13, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: birthday
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