Enough To Make Dan Cry

As I have seen the years go by, I've watched so many good friends die. It sets me with my heart a reeling And leaves me with a lonesome feeling. Loving ones who greeted me at birth, Have one by one all left this Earth. In my high-school class of thirty five, I am the very last alive. I remember their young and eager faces. Now great-grandchildren take their places. I've lost husband, son, grand and great-grand child. How many more losses will be piled Upon my old, bent-over shoulder? It isn't easy getting older. Written: 7/22/14