Alone he died! The Foureyed Poet.
In the chair the old man sat shivering
hardly moving as he was so cold
nobody else lived with him now
this was a such a proud man
at his age not wanting to fuss
felt guilty when he had to cuss!
Even with the heating allowance
could not afford the rising bills
now in his eighties very lonely
a retired soldier his mates gone
whose wife had died not long ago
fifty years united now time slow!
There in the house that filled his life
no children in all those years
was not what they had planned
outside he could hear the noise
youngster who had plagued him
with no will his life was grim!
A tear fell onto his freezing hand
now with no desire to carry on
glanced around at familiar things
with a sigh his eyes closed
a peaceful grin upon his face
joined his wife in…
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