AT THE ENDHi everybody
He was so old his bones seemed to swim in his skin.
And when I took his hand to feel his pulse
I felt myself drawn in. It was as faint
as the steps of a child
padding across the floor in slippers,
and yet he was smiling.
I could almost hear a river
running beneath his breath.
The water clear and cold and deep.
He was ready and willing to wade on in.
Ed Meek
I wanna u to help me to analyze this poem
I mean help me by giving me other ideas about this poem and what is mean and ur opinion on it
And what about
the auther and the
Characters in the poem
and the place
the imagine wordالصور الخيالية
other ideas about this plaz
I tried but I hadint get much informations
Try plaz to help me in this assignment
thanks
