 Friends         |  wparsons044: Who Who Cares If you are hurt Who cares When You Are old Slow And care too much Life Rushes on They ignore Time fly's The hurt stays Old bill Last poem. Thanks for reading  a_scribe: Thank you. I wrote a poem inspired by you last night, but I lost it. I'm sad you wont be writing anymore. wparsons044: For my friend Butter Special Your smile Your voice Your laughter Always a joy Old bill Happy valentines wparsons044: Thoughts Why so much hate? Wars Protests Each wants his or hers Kill Destroy Change the good things Why? As I grow old I fear For this world The poor are ignored While the rich Laugh and dance wparsons044: He He has Seen death Up close New life Also Happiness Sadness Many cold long nights Hot summer days Fast cars Parties Pretty girls Now Content With books And pen Old bill  twistedBlackAmaris: sadly i can also say ive seen death,and have almost died 3 times,but this isn't about me its about the man behide the writing wparsons044: For all the sweet ladies on wire Happy valentines early Love May Your days Be filled With love Joy Happiness You make The world shine Old bill wparsons044: Hope Hope Is precious Never Loose it It can move mountains Heal the sick Without Hope All is lost No sun No love So hope Dream big Old bill wparsons044: the glory hole Some Wide Tight Deep Ever changing Some are easy To enter Some are not One thing They are Is Most enjoyable So We Continue To Explore The glory hole Old bill wparsons044: Ode to Mr p p He drops He sags No firmness Nor no strength His race Is done Now sags Drips My p p Is done Now dead Old droopy bill wparsons044: Lost Sometimes I feel Lost Overcome By this world So fast So new My mind Shuts down Thoughts dry up It will end When? Who knows Still I'm lost In a sped up world Old bill wparsons044: He He Sat Alone Near the fireplace Dreaming Of Days gone by Hopes Dreams Her All Gone now The clock ticks The room is silent Alone The Night Comes forth Soon He hope His love He will see Once more Like years gone past Alone He sits Old bill View all 5 posts  ss66sothersn2: Happy Anniversary to the both of us Bill. 51 years is quite the accomplishment and a statement about true love. Have an amazing day my friend. wparsons044: Today The sun shone Upon the cold earth His thoughts Were warm Loving Gentle She Was far away His Heart 6earned For Her touch Her kiss A dream Yet real Her Old bill wparsons044: Thanks Thank you For the years The love The support Through illness Joy Death Happy times Hard times Always there Stood strong Gave your love Your support Mother wife friend So much more For my wife Susan For 51 yrs of marriage xx wparsons044: Damaged He Used Her Her mind Her body A piece of meat Nothing more He laughs She cries Now She sits and cries No sunshine days No sweet nights Only darkness Why. She asks? No answer comes Numb Crushed How can she live Old bill wparsons044: The cheater He Lied She cried She tried To make him happy He Snuck With others Cheap Sleazy Dark motels She waited home Cried Torn apart Her Life Crushed And So It goes Hurt Lies For an hours pleasure Old bill wparsons044: Feeling Feeliñg Loved She wanted him But he Rejected Laughed Scorned Her swetness Her tears Pleas Mattered not To him So now She looks In dark places Bars Clubs No joy No light Always seeking Old bill For her |
Who?
Will help the poor?
The aged?
The homeless
Money rolls
The rich
Laugh
Dance
The forgotten ones
No home
No food
Yet
So much
Waste
Who
Will serve them
Who will care
Old bill