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Alone in my room my eyes fill with tears I’ll soon be gone for I'm now ninety five I wish I could relive my youthful years All my loved ones have gone, none are alive. Lying here all day in this care home bed Remembering the good times that I had Three times a day by the nurses I’m fed Being so immobile makes me feel sad. The nurses are kind and so full of life I’m frustrated now, just want to pass on Fourteen years ago I lost my dear wife I miss her so much my darling Yvonne. I’m not well today I’ve pains in my heart Hope this is my chance, this life to depart Written June 13th 2019.
Copyright © Tom Cunningham | Year Posted 2019
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