
How wonderful her life would be
To feel pure love her greatest plea
To feel the warmth, the glow the fire
The welcomed hug we all desire
Watching, waiting, day is long
He listens to the birds sweet song
He wishes he could fly away
And join their freedom on this day
The silence oh crescendo tone
She wants to dance and sing not moan
He wants to walk, to stroll away
Far from this nursing home today

The sad, sad truth we can’t deny
These lonely folks will make us cry
What can I do? Can I be one?
Who won’t forget them; Â be their Sun.
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https://www.google.ca/search?q=Image+of+Lonely+man
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/crescendo/
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