Little old man

About an elderly gentleman being found dead after sitting for days deceased.

A twinkle of a star
The shining of the moon

The curtains drawn
On a barely empty room

A little rocking chair
Woodworm riddled through

A little old man
his life now through

Not a visit
No one to care

6 days later
the body still sat there

A month goes bye
Relatives begin to cry

As they lay the little old man to rest
With one last lullaby

Author's Note

Just say what you think and think what you say

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

I think neighbours are not neighbourly any more and what tragically happened in your touching poem is becoming more common