A man walking on the road
With trembling legs
And a stick in hand
Was happy with children
Who were off to school now
There was none to talk
He felt suffocation
Moved to garden
Friends met to chitchat
They were back to home too
The thought
None cares for the old
Had to console the soul
Some moments of peace
Though dim
Might be a sort of joy to him
Gave contentment
That he was not so old .
Asha
Usually old people feel lonely and neglected in their sunset years. If the youngsters only could give them a little bit of care, love and time it will boost their happiness and confidence immensely. Beautiful poem.
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