LOST, LONELY, & HEARTBROKEN
I SAW AN OLD MAN UPON HIS STOOP HE SAT, AND IN HIS WRINKLED HAND, A HAT! HE RECOLLECTS THE MEMORIES OF LAUGHTER HE ONCE KNEW BUT SITS ALONE NOW… JUST WITH A SUITCASE AND A PAIR OF OLD SHOES. HE WAITS, SEEMS FOR HOURS, FOR SOMEONE HE DOES NOT KNOW TO TAKE HIM AWAY TO A STRANGE PLACE, WHERE THEY SAY... Sign in to see full entry.