Old Baldy

Old Baldy

A Poem by Clyde Grauke

A humorous take on aging.


I used to know a knoll,
Well covered with growth
And brown in the sun.
But time and the elements
Have passed across its face
Leaving a white and bald,
Scraggly dome.
A change I seldom notice
Except when I pause
To look in the mirror.

© 2009 Clyde Grauke

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Lovely smile worthy write! I enjoyed this immensly and the fact it managed to make me smile today is nothing short of a miracle. Thank you scallywagg

Posted 9 Years Ago

This was cute, very nicely written poem. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

Posted 12 Years Ago

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Clyde Grauke
Clyde Grauke

Garland, TX

I am a digital artist and writer. I write poetry and flash nonfiction short stories. I am retired. more..