Tell Me

image source

He's a little bit sheepish

but he always says thanks

I don't know what I'd do without you all

It's hell getting old

and I hate being stuck here

but I don't get around much since my fall

She says sorry for the house

I hate that it's a mess

but it's getting hard for me to keep it clean

Before my husband died

we used to take such pride

and had parties here like you have never seen

Did I tell you?

Did I tell you?

Go ahead, tell me again

I've got a couple minutes I can spare

I remember

I remember

when I used to be someone

but the someone that I used to be's not there

She opens up her door

but it takes her quite a while

She doesn't hear the bell ring anymore

The robe she wears is stained

her hair could use a wash

and I notice that some pills spilled on the floor

She says she isn't hungry

she's just a little tired

she wonders why she's always so damn cold

She promises she'll eat

if I'll turn up her heat

She tells me that it's hell when you get old

Did I tell you?

Did I tell you?

Go ahead, tell me again

I've got a couple minutes 'fore I roam

I remember

I remember

when I used to be someone

Now I'm ready

for the Lord to call me home.

for Open Link Night, Week 11, at dVerse Poets Pub