Never thought I would end up in here
Away from everything I held so dear
Family gone, friends have forgotten me
Locked up in this place like a detainee
If I don’t get up, in this hard bed I will lay
While watching others go about their day
Introvert by nature so it’s quite hard for me
A little bit shy, don’t make friends easily
Don’t play cards, nor even a game of chess
Need someone just to help me get dressed
All day I sit here with folks a lot like myself
Abandoned, neglected, hid on the top shelf
Our family was large like the Walton Clan
Among my relatives, I was a family man
A home full of precious daughters and sons
Never thought I would end up with none
Each day I sit at this window and stare
No one will come unless I fall out my chair
In this dark, quiet corner I secretly pray
That death will come to visit me today
Poetry
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You really captured the loneliness people in nursing homes feel. It makes me want to call my grandma. Good job! My one question: why can’t this man play cards or chess? Is he depressed, or is he too frail?