Love He Craves
He always took care to be prepared for visitors who never came.
Each day is brand new in the old man's mind
today he will look his best
for today they will come.
So long ago, like a vague memory
he was vital and strong, he provided
worked harder than most, yet he might have
neglected the needs of his young family.
the sun is setting
he wears his best suit and tie
waiting for loved ones
he sits alone bleeding tears
dying for the love he craves
Written on 9/8/2016
Copyright © Laura Leiser | Year Posted 2016
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