Old Man Jess Poem by Melvina Germain

He was an old man of seventy eight,
poor old Jess made a huge mistake.
Diagnosed with dementia
many of his neighbors knew
all watched out for old man Jess,
who was once a maintenance man at the city zoo.
He loved to play cards,
sometimes a game of Chess.
It was on the eve in September 1992,
old Jess took a walk as many do.
The neighbors thought he had come back home,
but old man Jess was out there all alone.
Well Jess never came home again,
he was found laying on the side of the highway
by his oldest best friend.
A smile etched the face of this poor old man
as his head laid still in his best friends hand.
He died doing what he loved to do,
taking a walk on a cool eve, close to the city zoo.

By: Melvina Germain
Date: Aug.7/2015