Old Sages Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Sick and tired, feeble and weak,
Lost in her mind and unable to speak,
She stares out the window with
No memories now and nothing to do,

While memories are all
He has left to cling to,
Of the life they’ve lived, and
All they’ve been through.

Strange how things change.
In sixty years of married life
She once followed his every move;
He now sits at the feet of his wife.

Alone, yet still together;
One last storm they must weather,
These two fading old sages
Waiting for God to turn the pages

In a Book they both hope
Will offer new life, to
Another weary old man
And his weary old wife.