The darkend room The cold wettnes mildew the walls within Ice clings to the windows Decay within
The hanging paper falling Sliding down Alone is granny abandond Sits black white tv hissssss in the corner Plays but granny canot see
Blindness now controls her lif e Her trusty white cane now her guide to the darkness In her life She sits in her rocking chair, the coal lights fire her only comfort and joy Kids outside
knock knock the kids play Oh what a noiusence they are Deaf ness her only consultation for the harrasment they cause Granny sit all alone forgotten is she
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Sliding down
Alone is granny abandond
Sits black white tv hissssss in the corner
Plays but granny canot see
Sadly this is the lot of many of our elderly folk, to sit alone in houses badly in need of repair, no one cares. Very thought provoking poem Wayne.