OLD LADY AT THE HOSPITALA Poem by Phil Roberts
I was at outpatients today
Again As I was sat in the waiting room They called the old lady opposite I hadn't really noticed her before She stood with some difficulty Her knees didn't straighten properly And her back was so bent That she was almost bent double Over her walking stick As she painfully followed the nurse She soon returned to the waiting room After being weighed or whatever And at last I looked at her face It was lined and a little collapsed And had a sort of fixed smile As I looked at her I saw a little deeper And that poor bent old lady Had once been very beautiful It was all there to see For those that bothered to look By Phil Robets © 2016 Phil Roberts
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Added on June 20, 2016 Last Updated on June 20, 2016 AuthorPhil Robertsmacclesfield, north-west, United KingdomAboutI'm from the north-west of England where the rain lives. I am retired and a grandfather to many. I've led an "interesting" life, i suppose you could say, with lots of laughter and a few tears, like mo.. more..Writing
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