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the old man

The old man

Dressed in autumn colours
worn and done
The old man dances his shuffle
but
The sound of his music was over and gone

Crooked and bend over , he kills time on benches
like a statue
staring though the window of his nursery home

Captured in yesterdays remembrance, or
unexpectedly lost and ran ashore
landed with wet nappy
on family beach , with the Alzheimer syndrome

A last sigh escaped from the old mans throath
He left the world , put away
stiff wrapped up in a wooden coat

Epilogue

When the churchbells stopped ringing and the chimney coughed up
the old mans smoke
The family gathered to take a last bitter pil

Nothing of his money he left them

It was his final will


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Godefridus Niemans
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