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(Inspired by a touching WhatsApp forward)
Please knock on my door
I do not ask for more
It’ll be my day shaper
As you deliver the newspaper
I have no one to talk to
I have nowhere to walk to
My husband has long departed
Leaving me broken-hearted
My children have flown the coop
They no longer keep me in the loop
I am not techno-savvy you see
With their new lingo I am all at sea
So knock on my door each morn
I do not ask for more, I am worn
If I don’t answer your knock my dear
She said with eyes moist and blear
Please call my son on this number
Inform him I haven’t woken from slumber
Your lonely mother has died today
Ask him to pray for my soul if he may |
