~A True Story~


I met him in a old folks Home
Charlie was so lonesome and so blue,
He worked all his life to raise his children
to be very true!


I asked the nurse about my friend
and she told me that same old story.
His Family lives just a few blocks away
but they never visit and they don"t worry.



Everytime I saw him,
he was sleeping
as to pass the time away.
I knew in my Heart
that I had to help


Somehow Someway.


They told me the Lane where his family lived
No address,no box, not even a name.
I wrote a letter and sent it out
to everyone on that Lane.



I told them about the poor old folks,
shut away in rest homes.
Greaving because there families
have forgotten them
and left them all alone!
Finally the familys stop visiting
their Mom's and Pop"s
no time, no love,
for there Loved ones anymore.




Time Passed


I went back to
the Rest Home,
and asked about my little friend Charlie
but they told me he was gone.
His Family came and got him
and took him home!


I knew in my Heart
that my letter was a start
to make Charlies family smart
It hurt them deeply in there Heart,

I thank God that I and they took Part,
In taking Charlie home,

So he would never be alone again!





~Written by James Phelps~

Raleigh,North Carolina

Copyright@2001JamesH.Phelps


Thank you Jamie for this beautiful poem!




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