Yesterday/ Tomorrow

poem

Yesterday/Tomorrow.

 

The silent shadows echo mysteries.

Across the disused nursery floor, a toy

Abandoned long ago by a child lies.

No echoes or mysteries can destroy.

The memories stored in a mothers mind.

Her children went and she was left behind,

To potter round to fill the day.

The big old house which served her family well

Is too big now to cope with on her own

The passing years and dwindling income tell

A story that is now far too well known.

Tomorrow she leaves for a nursing home.

Tomorrow when the children come.

 

Tuesday, 13 March 2012

Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

By far the best piece you have written in my opinion

[J. J. Nightingale]

Far too well known .. So true .. I worked in Nursing Homes my whole career .. I always said, hope I'll never be placed in one .. ..

Touching thoughts .. Jasmine ..