Fred

I went out
This morning
And Fred was
sitting in the
Garden
Under a tree
He looked tired
and old
His hair
is almost gone
his back is hunched
And his face
is pocked with liver spots
His eyelids sag
over once blue windows
that watch the grass
and consider...
nothing more
than what he will
have for lunch
I commented on
the spaciousness
of the front yard
with the big lilly pilly
gone.
Yes he said
it doesnt look the same
anymore