Lady Regret
Sitting lost in the confines of her mind
Her self-shackled regrets in soft chain
Old tepid promises stored in her heart
So she can review them now and again
In a rocking chair in the common room
Staring at the well-worn book in her lap
Memorized verse but...still needs to feel
Before closing eyes for afternoon nap
Summer tea is always served at three
As visiting hour guests come and go
But she sits day after day there alone
Trace of smile she wears just for show
The nurse brings her a pill for her pain
Dry, cracked lips on a gray plastic cup
Lets her retreat to her garden of youth
From a mind that one day had enough…
Jane
Love ya face Cuz Hugs XOXOXO, Rose
sad, effective poem, Felix ...
of a grey plastic. My heart aches. Tremendous write
Fe for this is the truth that you expressed so well.
Lady Mary Ann
:) Cherry
a very sad but true poem. luckily none of my parents or grandparents had to endure this at the end of their much filled lives, hopefully neither will I.
Budd
God Bless You,
Deborah
Always,
Deborah
Much peace, love and light,
Amber