A TOAST TO BARBARA

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

An old man
With a glass of rum
In a scruffy bar
Time stood still
Tears in eyes
Old time music plays
More days behind
Than future days.

To himself
Mumbles low
Raises his glass
To a distant show
That his late wife
God bless her soul
He accompanied
Before they grew old.

Upon boney fingers
A wedding ring
That with quivering lips
He plants a kiss
Again he mumbles
Barbara I love you
Before final orders
A love so true.

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