Billy Loving


The Old Man In The Hall - Poem by Billy Loving

Blankly staring face
So many memories trying to erase
Listless unfocused eyes
While inside he cries
Of love lost, he contemplates
As a cloudy vision abates
A clearer picture starts to appear
Of someone he holds so dear
Long since gone away
Their companionship, such a short stay
Solitary tear trickles down
Face contorted into a frown
In his wheelchair, he sits
His past life, he never forgets
Time has took it's toll
Still vibrant, his soul
Slowly he starts to wheel away
Gone to enjoy the sunshine for another day

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death

Form: Couplet


Comments about The Old Man In The Hall by Billy Loving

  • Wes Vogler (12/8/2015 1:24:00 AM)


    No comment. ...... We had a row today because I was dropping crumbs on the floor and did not take admonishment gracefully. Called looking for a fight. I haven't found any limericks yet any hope? was he facing the wall? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 3, 2015



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