.3. No Visitors Poem by David Threadgold

.3. No Visitors

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Alone in the darkness
He’s feeling unwell
No heat from the fire
With no one to tell

The old man is hungry
He can’t make his meals
No one will call
To know how he feels

To weak now to move
He stares at the walls
Cold weak and hungry
Where nobody calls


© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bethany Buhl 06 September 2008

That so sad someone should visit him.

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