A poem

Who sees the old? Who sees wrinkled, brown? Who sees beyond speckles and spots? Who sees beauty, grace? Who touches the old? Who? Only indifferent rain?
A poem
Who sees the old? Who sees wrinkled, brown? Who sees beyond speckles and spots? Who sees beauty, grace? Who touches the old? Who? Only indifferent rain?
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Great poem! Lovely photo.
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Thanks, Judy! Glad you like them both.
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Rain is so non-judgmental! Neat poem.
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Your poetry, today’s and yesterday’s, combines nature and feeling. Very Mary Oliver. She would like your poems.
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A poem to break your heart!
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Thanks, Irma!
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