The Life I Once Had
THE LIFE I ONCE HAD
In this chair sat a lonely ol'soul as life passed him by.
His wife left him his children were gone and tears
rolled from his eyes.
She took his life and all he had and nothing was there.
But she left his old wooden sitting chair.
The life he had was now gone but still had his chair.
Everything he ever owned was taken he had nothing
left to share.
Memories of the life he had wilted and disappeared.
He was now all alone and there was nothing left that
he now feared.
As he shut the door and he closed his mind and heart.
To forget about his old life and think about the new life
he would start.
Teresa Skyles
Was inspired by Rick's photo.
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