Hunched shoulders, strong hearts


The old couple hobble down the street,
The hunched woman in her yellow and grey
Shirt clutching at her husband’s striped shirt, his eyes
Clouded over with blindness, and her skin
Laying upon her bones in countless brown wrinkles.
He, carrying a bamboo cane, leads the way,
Blue plastic cup grasped tightly in his right hand and
His wife quietly barking orders at him to turn
Left, turn right. They quietly and unobtrusively
Step down the street, one small brick at a time,
Her eyes never leaving his feet, always there
To pull back if danger crosses their path.
They warm my heart and sadden my soul.


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