Lonesomeness Poem by Daniel B Kelleher

A lonely man trapped inside
A house that is not a home
Always smiling on the outside
Lonesome for someone to come

Family and friends stopped calling
I rely on home help for my needs
I suffer from an unseen sickness
Named COPD a sickness of my lungs

My family don't understand
Nor do they attempt too
My friends stay away
Afraid they might pick it up

All I want is a visit now and then
To help me feel wanted and loved
With all the new technology
A phonecall would welcome

COPD