Something to Think About

There is no one lonelier,

Than he who must stay inside,

And must depend on others,

To be comfortable and fed,

Who never has a visitor,

To talk to him and smile,

To make the life he has to live,

A little more worthwhile.

He does not ask for magazines,

For candy fruit and such,

But just a friendly visit

And words that mean so much.

He wants to see the sun come out,

In place of all the rain,

And know that someone cares about

His trouble and his pain.

And surely somewhere out of all

The moments made of play,

There must be time to call on him

And say hello today.

“Visit the Sick” by James Metcalfe