Triolet 3

12/25/19

he walked down the stairs one last time
after turning off the lights and shutting the door
his hand grasping the railing like a vine
he walked down the stairs one last time
he stood on his tiptoes to take down his sign
forty years and not even one chore
he walked down the stairs one last time
after turning off the lights and shutting the door

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