Old Man Poem by Karl Newton

Old man
Sitting in his chair
In this room now empty
Deprived of life
That once existed there
Staring at the vacant chair
Where his wife
Used to sit

There was never a dull moment
With her around
50 years
They sat
Side by side
In separate chairs
Although he loved her
Often to his despair
Nagging
And faulting
Is all she seemed to do
In her underlying
Loving and caring way
Which at times he needed her to

Now he sits alone
His days are long
Grey
And lonely
He just sits
Staring at
Where she used to sit
Replaying her voice
And memories
In his head
Over and over
Again
Waiting for a time
When they will be
Reunited
Again