The stringed melody/
in the nursing home,/
did not make me weep,/
but my eyes watered/
and my soul was touched/
upon hearing the/
impromptu quivering voices/
of those aged folks/
whose lives have found
His Amazing Grace.
Impromptu Sing-Along: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Posted in Revolutionary ImproVerse Poetry and tagged amazing grace, assisted living, elderly, old folks home.