My Old Eyes
written by: Stark Hunter
my old eyes look down to the floor
these are sad and terribly tired eyes
i want my parents please
i need to hear their familiar voices
mother i’m old and tired of it all
is there anything in the oven for me?
anything you want to say to cheer me up?
father I need you again to talk to me
i need to see your eyes looking at me
dad, life has no mercy on the living
i spend my days in the darkness dreaming
of the times when life was fast and easy
when most of my days were in front of me
mother I am old and tired of it all
i sit inside my still bedroom and I wait to die
my old eyes look down to the floor
Stark Hunter retired from teaching English in 2017 after 38 years. He has published 16 books which are available at Amazon and Barnes & Noble. His work has appeared in numerous anthologies and with Spillwords Press a dozen times previously.
Latest posts by Stark Hunter (see all)
- Blind Hearses - October 27, 2025
- My Old Eyes - August 2, 2025
- A Sincere Violinist - April 9, 2025
