A Banner Poem by Joyce Hemsley

Life seems full of toil and trouble
Some people are never set free.
When tired and weary in old age
There is still no tranquility.

But if we should live into our eighties
Maybe in a Home somewhere
A younger spirit might toil to help us
Whilst we take rest in our rocking chair.

But who would know of our life's struggle
I wonder if others really care?
We should write our life story on a banner
And hold it high for the world to share.