She sees the world
through her window.
Paralyzed is she, unable to walk,
early morning, on her wheelchair
she comes to sit near the window.
As I open the window of mine
I see her sitting there
She is my front neighbour.
Nobody of her own,
on the mercy of a nurse
She goes on.
Old age is a curse upon her
noway there to escape and defer.
So heartwrenching M’am
Old age problems.
Heartbreaking poem, ma’am, and yet it is the reality of so many people.
Yes, a reality for many.
Yes, the truth with some.
Pathetic. I know someone in this situation.
Heart wrenching, ma’am! Nicely put💚💚
Sad reality in many cases ma’am.