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Two

BY TED KOOSER

On a parking lot staircase

I met two fine-looking men

escending, both in slacks

and dress shirts, neckties

much alike, one of the men

in his sixties, the other

a good twenty years older,

unsteady on his polished shoes,

a son and his father, I knew

from their looks, the son with his

right hand on the handrail,

the father, left hand on the left,

and in the middle they were

holding hands, and when I neared,

they opened the simple gate

of their interwoven fingers

to let me pass, then reached

out for each other and continued on.

(taken from "The Poetry Foundation" http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/248688

written by Ted Kooser 

I had been aimlessly browsing the multiple poetry-filled sites until i stumbled upon this piece and it instantly caught my eye. This short poem reflects a more multicultural theme, a theme of family dependence. From the lead to the last stanza I was intrigued by this work, especially the specifics of the descriptions.