I think it’s death
How did I get here
I just came out to sweep the deck
Got locked out
They could not see me
Went back to see
but fell instead
For some reason
No one asked
where is that old lady
Could she be missing
The hours pass
Soon they will ask
What's that smell
That smells like death
It’s me
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Author:
D.J.Colditz (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 1st, 2023 19:05
- Comment from author about the poem: Something about being old. Sometimes no one knows you’re there and won’t even ask if you’re not. True Story lol
- Category: Humor
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Comments3
Wow, truly genius way of saying, "Maybe we should check on Grandma." very funny and serious. Brilliant.
Thanks so much for the positive feedback. Much appreciated.
I JUST LOVE THIS SOOOOO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you very much.
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