The Life Like Scissors

You’d lost Your Teeth

Like a Dog, Without Its Teeth Now

Could No Longer Manage to Chew Down the Years

Every Night Before Supper, I Can Only Use a Sharpened Pair of Scissors

Cut Your Elderly Years into Smaller Bits & Pieces

And Spoon Feed it into Your Mouth

Just as When I Was Younger

You’d Spit Out the Chewed Up Fish You’d Cooked

And Mouthful, by Mouthful, Stuffed It Into My Childhood Years

Because your parent took care of you when you were younger, now that he’s grown old and gray, naturally, you would give back to your parent, and that, is kindness reciprocated.

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