Old Woman Blues

It’s a sad thing to have become
an old woman, living alone with
a cat and a TV set, desperately
longing for a warm hand and a
little sympathy and someone to
talk to: easy victim of wreckers.


woman with a cat, Pablo Picasso 1900

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