The Solitary Old Man Poem by Billy Loving

This lonely world I haunt
My body so frail and gaunt
Youth long since gone
No companion, all alone
My love left long ago
Her grave in the field below
Wispy hair, now so thin
Age spots dot my wrinkled skin
The years have taken their toll
My nimbleness, long since stole
A little longer does it take
To get out of bed, when I awake
Very seldom do I leave my abode
So long, the journey down the road
Sipping my coffee, watching the sun rise
Floating snowflakes, what a wonderful surprise