Alone Poem by Ray Hansell

Alone



My bed is big
But it is cold
I hoped it's warmed
Before I grow old

I hope someday someone
Will share it with me
I've always heard that's the way
That it's supposed to be

But every night
I sleep alone
In my big cold bed
In my lonely home


12-10-05/RjH


Submitted 3-15-14

Saturday, March 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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