Forgotten ones

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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