Lonely Heart

Lonely Heart

I sat on a red bench in the park
Recalling wonderful memories 
Of children, my parents, my buddies.

Don’t know when a tear slipped by my eye
Observing companions capering
Hands entwined, eyes downcast, close embrace.

Am I the one who is lone, bare soul
Forgotten, Abandoned, Desolate 
So bereft, So unloved, so uncared.

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