Pick Me Up Poem by Charles Jagongo

Pick Me Up



That my nerves, cool is misery
That my knees, not as youth
That my face as ploughed land
Though
A brain as sharp as razor
My heart as a blossoming flower
Your wrinkled face so tender
Yester-sunsets
Your voice still as a songbird
Lifts up my soul
Sing
Pick me up my dear.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Simon Odhiambo 19 September 2012

Aging gracefully is my title for it...I love it as it is though. Good work.

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