Good Samaritan

Good Samaritan There once was time Visitors would stream, When a person’s health Was like milk with cream. Now, that milk is soured cream No knock-on door no visitors stream. There were many to wine and dine Any place at any time, Now, they’ve vanished into thin air Only calls to say they are there. Sometimes a good Samaritan Will come by with true concern, With a prayer he’d join the infirm Leaving, but I’m not now alone.