Hunched in his chair
Paper in lap
TV in the background
Blaring out endless noise.
No one listening
No one caring
Just an old man hunched,
Lonely
No one to make cook his food
No one to kiss his cheek
There was a time when laughter filled this room
A time when the sound of tiny feet filled this house
Now, but for the TV, silence
Everything silent as the grave.
Remembering those distant times
The days on the beach
Digging the garden
Christmas with the family
Times filled with
Laughter
Joy
Thrill
Surprise
Forgetting the present
Forgetting the loneliness
Forgetting the fading wallpaper
Forgetting the day our last enemy
Took his loved one
Forgetting his name
Old man hunched in his chair
Ready to meet with death
His final enemy
Death where there is no escape
Old man hunched in his chair...
©Carolyn Davison 18th September 2013
Paper in lap
TV in the background
Blaring out endless noise.
No one listening
No one caring
Just an old man hunched,
Lonely
No one to make cook his food
No one to kiss his cheek
There was a time when laughter filled this room
A time when the sound of tiny feet filled this house
Now, but for the TV, silence
Everything silent as the grave.
Remembering those distant times
The days on the beach
Digging the garden
Christmas with the family
Times filled with
Laughter
Joy
Thrill
Surprise
Forgetting the present
Forgetting the loneliness
Forgetting the fading wallpaper
Forgetting the day our last enemy
Took his loved one
Forgetting his name
Old man hunched in his chair
Ready to meet with death
His final enemy
Death where there is no escape
Old man hunched in his chair...
©Carolyn Davison 18th September 2013
