The Forgotten Few There are a forgotten few Filled with loneliness and despair They're sure someone will come To take them out somewhere They look for them daily They even pack their things Hope fills their hearts That this day will bring Someone from home Someone who cares Someone who wants them To be part of their day Someone who sees them For their true worth Someone who knows They have much to give They might not say things That make perfect sense They might have a problem Getting up those steps Their social graces might lack At the table they might spill They might get a bit cranky And need another pill But their love is abundant And freely they give They're dedicated and true For as long as they live They might not remember Who you are But they know they love you You've a place in their heart So please don't forget The elderly feel too With a tear they reach out For me and for you I've seen their despair Their loneliness and pain They have family They'll never see again No one seems to love them No one seems to care They sign them into a home And then leave them there God says to love our enemy And to love our neighbor too Please don't forget The forgotten few Mary Silva July, 2004 I've worked in nursing homes for years and I now work in an assisted living facility for the elderly. What I said in this poem does go on and it's heartbreaking. There is such a thing as the forgotten few who watch daily for someone to come and just show them some love, and a little bit of kindness.