Rictameter #5

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Alone,
Sans kith or kin,
In dotage years forsooth,
However can someone survive
Within a soul-destroying, mindless world?
Sweet Charity her grace needs show,
Lest hapless lives be left,
Condemned to die,
Alone!

©Meanderings 2016

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16 responses to “Rictameter #5

  1. I think this applies to so many today….Janet. xxx

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  2. It leaves me with sadness I can’t quite describe!
    It’s one of your better poems Bushka… 🙂 I’m so glad I’m able to be a part of your blogging journey!

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  3. Such a sad day and you’ve captured it well!

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  4. I had to get the dictionary ofr this one. Foorsooth? This was lovely. Have a wonderful weekend.

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  5. What a sad poem, suits the mood today. Now a coup in Turkey….xxx

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  6. You can only hope not. So sad for many.

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  7. Yeah nursing homes are depressing places. I plan on avoiding them forever.

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