The lonely old man
By Bilal Marikar, Trinity College
Poem for the Week
View(s): The old man sat,
In his rocking chair,
The house was full of joy,
Is now bare.
The old man sat,
Thinking of the past,
And rocking his chair,
Now not so fast.
His children had all left him,
And went off to far off places,
There wasn’t even anyone,
To help him tie his laces.
Then one day he met,
His beloved children,
Who had remembered his love,
And had come to visit him now.
His final hour had arrived,
And he had died in peace,
His wish had come true,
And so had his children too.
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