Without her pair,
Sitting alone in a brown chair,
She embraces the loneliness in despair
No one to speak with,
And none to listen to her talks,
Though her family gives her basic needs,
She longs for the affection and love
Due to the old age,
Her feet have lost its strength
From morning till night
Her only companion is that chair
As the evening arrives,
And when the sun rays turn golden,
At that time, she feels a unique warmth
That moment alone gives her true relief and comfort