Old lady, sitting in a chair,
Every day, I see you there…….
Looking out through the glass
Waving at me and all who pass.
Old lady, twenty years older than me,
I wonder who and what else you see:
Do others acknowledge and smile your way
To brighten up your housebound day?
Old lady, I see your room is dark,
Curtains back, empty and stark,
Cushions piled upon your chair
But you, sweet lady, no longer there.
I hate to ask or knock on the door
As we’ve never really spoken before,
But maybe it’s no time for sorrow
And you’ll be sitting there as usual tomorrow.
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