becoming tall cold tower
great view bed meant for two
with no body heat shared
brrr wind chill cuts through
a single green eyed jewel
waits sometimes patiently match
hard to know which comes first
grey beard or loving catch
spending most days working out
training old age stair climbing
hermits do so much more
than clever song and word rhyming
mostly battles fought in mind
amongst half ass gardening
shadow dragon only foe
all others not worth bothering.
Day Gun