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Tattered armchairs hug pensioners, blanketed and slippered,
gazes averted from threadbare carpet, cold tea in chipped, beloved china.
Thankful for their private gallery on cold and tainted walls,
each academic year is marked with love.
High priced scores with uniform smiles, scholars in prestigious gowns.

Atop empty fireplace, family frames display babies on beaches exotic,
smiling honeymoon couples on yacht and summit.
Lives aloof, generations tethered, by dollar and bus passes.
Uninvolved, twilight years are scored with postcards
or short, long-distance calls from penthouse plush.

Another Christmas without their pride and joy who -
won’t ever see those disappointed eyes.

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    Drew Martyn 3 months ago

    There is so much in this, almost whole lives portrayed in those few lines. This will stay with me, I think, nice one Rachel.

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    Christopher 3 months ago


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    Neville Hunt 2 months ago

    Agree with the guys above Rachel. This is really moving stuff coming, as it does, hot on the heels of those other disappointed eyes. Hope mine never show such disappointment, but who knows? An excellent drabble; highly thought-provoking too.

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