Raj Arumugam

Old Mary Brings In The Mail - Poem by Raj Arumugam

Old Mary
eighty and five
goes walking
in the neighbourhood;
she comes back home
with the mail
she's collected from
every mail box

"I've brought in the mail, "
says Old Mary
eighty and five
"Nobody else in this house
ever does that!
is missing in this house!
I'm always the one
to collect the mail! "

"But Grandma! " says little Sue
"that's mail from
our neighbourhood! "

"There's another thing
missing in this house, "
sneers Old Mary
"That's gratitude! "

Comments about Old Mary Brings In The Mail by Raj Arumugam

  • (4/11/2012 3:16:00 AM)

    the beginning of dementia..Old Mary of Eighty and five still has to go a long away, as she can still remember the meaning for gratitude...Geriatric care is getting tougher and tougher nowadays.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 10, 2012

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