Old Person Waiting For The Rain Poem by Dorsey Baker

Old person sick of being sick
Eyes dark and downcast
Or staring into
Deep out of space
Drinks a cold cup of coffee
A few baby steps
To a small table
Where a bottle of
Spoiled milk sits
Listening to an
Angry dog barking
As the Old person
Pours the sour milk in the sink
And watches it
As it runs down the drain
In a hurry
The body seems to be
Falling apart
Bones trying to poke
Through thin wrinkled skin
The old person hears the loud sound
Of thunder as lightning
Flashes through the window
Naked of a curtain
Goes back to bed
And waits silently
For the heavy rain to come