The world of old men

Kissing

Sun has set on many a man’s passion for kissing.

Caressing beautiful, soft lips, we all are missing.

Electricity, once generated, on longer the song.

This, the fate of many old agers is so very wrong

when men, when women still have a burning desire.

The flesh may be weak, even if the spirit is on fire.

 B. J. “A ” 2

August 28^th, 2019

One’s ??? Seeds

Where planted, years ago, in troubled soil,

A Garden, overwhelmed by such turmoil.

Two Roses, sprouted from these flawed seeds.

The Garden, was unable to nourish their needs.

One Rose, plagued by phobias, anxiety and fears.

The other, a victim of life's weeds, a world of tears.

This appointed Gardner, has tried to do his best.

Time has left him feeling elapsed, laid to rest.

No longer thought of as a family member ???

History, no longer taking time to remember.

The winds of time blowing the soil away.

No ground upon which to stand and pray.

How does One, cope ???

When there seems little hope.

B. J. “A ” 2

August 27^th, 2019