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nursing home by rgpage
nursing home
by
rgpage
when i look around this place
its antiquated beds and halls,
and hearing sounds that old age brings
the sounds of sadness through the walls.
and glancing into weary eyes
which stare ahead in planted gaze.
i wonder what story there in lies
a story in which they lived their days.
now at last they're all alone
alone because they have no place
no place that they can call their own
no children now to show their love.
yes lives now spent and youth gone past
their silver hair and faces red,
this lonely life they live at last
and roam these halls until they're dead.
old and crippled a man now lies
a cruel way for life to end.
to stay this way until he dies
in dim lit room void of friends.
quietly now a woman sits
her spouse and children long since gone.
to do no more but wait her turn
of when her lonely life is done.
a sorrow touches felt by all
of knowing that the end is near,
there's those awaiting final call
a call to death which few do fear...
---to be continued---
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nursing home by rgpage
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