Standing in a corner,where nobody else is to be seen,
with a stick as support,
the old man is lost in his thoughts..
He's probably thinking of the days when he was considered as important,
the days when he was never alone,
the days when he always had someone to talk,
the days when his wife was still here to hold his hand whenever he felt he was too weak..
whenever he needed someone to listen to him as he speaks..
whenever he needed someone near as he was facing his worst fears..
Or maybe he's thinking of the days when his children were scared when he was not around..
happy when they used to see him standing in front of the school gate to pick them up after school..
Standing in that corner,
a tear rolled down his cheeks..
it was not a simple tear,
but one full of pain..
Realizing that it was nothing but his past,
he slowly turned and,
went back to where he came from..
-Sharvish
'Old people' need your love..
..your attention
remember that they were the ones who always stood by your side no matter what..
Respect them because you are not going to be permanently young!
what goes round comes round..