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Abandoned

Abandoned in the field, covered with rust, paint all peeling, The old truck sits. Useful days are gone, glorious work all done. No lights, no drive, no work, no life Not than anyone cares. Abandoned in his chair, Wrinkled and gray, Hands all shaky, The old man sits. Useful days are gone, Glorious work all done. No fight, no drive, no work, no life. He knows no one cares. Forgotten, they sit Alone and resigned Hoping that someone Comes and takes them away. Written Aug 16, 2016

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Date: 8/24/2017 10:28:00 AM
This is a great piece of writing. Not sure what else you could ask for in a poem. Truly great.
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Beverly Read
Date: 8/24/2017 12:28:00 PM
Justin, so glad to hear your comments. This one makes me sad. It came about because one day I ran across a photo I have of an old abandoned truck, and the comparison just struck me. Beverly Read
Date: 8/19/2016 10:20:00 PM
Touched..!! 'Useful days are gone, glorious work all done' awesome there. I love the way you put up your thoughts. Hugs Dear poet. :)
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Beverly Read
Date: 8/20/2016 1:16:00 AM
Thank you.
Date: 8/18/2016 12:55:00 PM
A 7 for this well-written, heart-wrenching poem, Beverly! Janice
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Beverly Read
Date: 8/19/2016 3:24:00 PM
Thank you Janice. I've seen a lot of abandoned old people and it is so sad.

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