She sat in her chair
Staring straight ahead
Her faded blue eyes
Appearing glazed and red
Not moving a muscle
No view outside to see
Just a brick wall ahead
Not even a green tree
Tears running down her cheeks
Dripping down to her lap
Only her memories to see
Her old body now a trap
Remembering the times past
Love, laughter and family
Now all alone and no hope
Just waiting for life’s finale
Written by: Kathy © June 27, 2021
Comments (19)
And a voice from the front hall door
Yelled "Hello, Marge, are you in there"
Twas the voice of her childhood sweetheart.
Ha Ha I prefer happy endings.
Well done!
You captured the feelings well with your words. Keep that chin up !
Regards Mick
Kathy
Thanks for your kind comments everyone!
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May she be resting in peace with him
Kathy