Taking The Old Lady Home

a true story

Light flooded into her face ; a widow under a cross.

If we change at Penge we might get the 154 or 157,

or even take the train to Sydenham and walk

up the hill. The off-licence might even be open.

Perhaps we could get some bottles of light ale

and a few packets of crisps; that would be nice,

wouldn`t it ? Then the nurse came in, all starch and smiles.

Time for your boys to got home now, Mrs P...

Reviews

[Tina Kline]

Well done poem but for me it felt sad.

[Neon]

Lol .. Great moments of yer life i think .. Nice art.

[bobc]

L...this captured dementia very well. Made me recall a few similar experiences too. Thanx...bobc