when does it happen
this time and place in his life
where he become translucent
barely audible
words unacknowledged
his presence is camouflaged, undetectable.
No longer a child or young man
A friend or lover,
A solider , provider
A grandad, or somebody’s brother
He’s just the man , who lives in that house
In every town, in every street
At the window
He always smiles, and waves hello
For the last time
They gather his bags
The taxi has come
It’s time to go
By Debbie Dalton
19/2/2023
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Like the touch with the taxi
Is this what we all become, our destiny.......Translucent? A brillant piece!
Poignant, moving, excellent, love it.
This is very good indeed Debbie.
He became translucent, well written piece