There they were, two of them,
Laying in the hospital beds,
Both very ill, both bedbound,
Nearing their final breaths.
One by the window,
The other nearer the door.
When lunch was over the one by the window
Told of what was happening in the park
Which the window overlooked.
There were children frolicking,
Playing on the swings,
With mothers looking on,
Smiles over their faces.
Those who walked their dogs,
The dogs running around,
Chasing balls,
Chasing tails,
Chasing each other.
The old couples,
Slowly walking with each other,
Holding hands.
Once a week a cricket match,
Which the man described with skill
And with humour.
The sun was always shining
And always plenty going on.
The man by the door got jealous,
“Why shouldn’t I look out of the window?”
He thought.
He became more frustrated and annoyed.
Then one day the man by the window passed
And went to the park in the sky.
The other man was moved to the window,
He struggled to sit up to look out at the park.
But what he saw surprised him
As all he saw was a wall.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: There are good people in life.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments6
Good write Gold.
I visited someone in hospital, 29 years ago now. He sadly passed away, but one of the nurses who tended him was a major person in setting up a Cycle Helmet Safety Trust.
Thanks Orchi.
Revealed yourself as a writer of great short stories with a twist.
New departure, Andy?
Thank you Dave, no not a new departure, just something different.
An dy
It's not what's in front of ypu - it's what you see - he was a true artist. And a fine write to boot!
So true Michael, thank you.
Andy
A similar story I had heard before but it highlights so well our many differences from one another.The creative, the giving, the needy to name those which firstly come to mind.
A tale well told..... owzat!
Thank you d a, yes we are all different and many are good people.
Not out!
Andy
Brilliant!
Thank you Mek.
Andy
Good story Andy.
Thank you Jerry.
Andy
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