Writing Resources from Fifteen Minutes of Fiction

National Poetry Writing Month - Week Two

Whatever I may see or say or do
now I am older so am I unseen
I see you chat with friends as you walk through
uncaring ways I'm sure you do not mean

You do not listen to a word I say
for what I say means nothing much to you
my life, my memories , is not your way
my childhood,who I loved and how I grew

My hands ,not strong, I fumble, old and slow
I do not walk and now rely on you
who do not see me , as you come and go
one day,my plight could happen to you too

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