I saw an old chap
standing under a stairwell
gazing up at mini-skirted girls
walking up, or down.
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This is such a gentle understanding piece about love and ageing and an appreciation of beauty. The last line especially is very filled with sweet irony. I remember being one of those silly girls.... love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxx
Very clever poem you have written here Jerry it should never be seen as a crime to have a peek one suppose, like; tis said 'a woman is as old as she looks and a man is old when he stops looking' great work