I wrote this poem. My mom is in a nursing home and I visit with her quite often. When I visit the people there look so sad because hardly any of their family visits them. Have a great day!
Forgotten ones
These are the people
That need us the most
They are our fathers, mothers
Sisters, brothers
But they have been placed
Like they were erased
Nobody comes to
Visit them.
You can see it on their face
The loneliness and pain
All they want is for someone
To love them and to show
Them they care.
All they might need is a smile.
These are the forgotten ones.
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I remember seeing the same thing when I visited my mother…. I wrote a short piece to our newspaper in ‘letters to the editor’….. to remember those who had loved ones in nursing homes… to go and visit them… Diane
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