A Nonet
When I was a young and happy child
I spent my days without a care.
Mom and Daddy sheltered me
From all evil out there.
Sunshine followed me
From dawn to dark.
Now alone
Life is
Stark.
All
Alone
And so blue,
Where have they gone,
Those who loved me true?
My mama and papa
Were followed by my brothers.
Growing old means saying goodby
To them and to so many others.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2008
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