by Lisa Federico

Created on: February 24, 2010   Last Updated: February 28, 2010

Old and Alone


My husband is gone, passed away twenty years.
I miss him desperately; I cry many tears.

My children were never born;
Now I am alone, old and worn.

Even my dog has passed away,
My parrots gone, too, both last May.

It is just me now,
And I will be ok, somehow.

I tend to my flowers and vegetables with care;
To see my hands idle would be very rare.

My small house is tidy, my yard trimmed well
I must keep working as long as I dwell.

I sit in the church and pray to God above,
Thanking Him for peace and His eternal love.

The years go by now slowly,
The time is quiet ; it seems Holy.

I am old and alone, but I am strong, I am wise

Look past the pale wrinkles into my eyes.
Don’t look away, don’t walk by me
Take my hand; don’t you see.

I’m old and alone.

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