by JM Jr.
inspired watching an elderly woman eat dinner alone
|Every night you have dinner alone,
Same corner table, you must own.
I watch from across the room,
As you sip soup, from your spoon.
I wonder, what you are thinking?
Are you reminiscing of days past?
Your skin no longer smooth,
A little slower the way you move.
You are shorter in height,
Glasses help with your sight.
There's no emotion while you dine.
Your reminiscent stare, shows a sharp mind.
What are you, thinking?