Does Anybody Care About Her Life
When I was young, my neighbor had a fast tongue. She was old and in pain, her leg had a huge blue vain. Does anybody care about her life, she had been a loving wife. Now old and all alone, all she could do is groan. A choice of food or meds, many times she picks the breads. Family and friends are all now gone, she waits for the morning to dawn. Does anybody care about her life, sometimes she holds a knife. Does she live or die today, with each breath she will pray. Lord please make it now, just take me away.
Written Date: 2/9/2020
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2020
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