The Yellow
Dressed  deflated balloons
Like the homeless kites
On the ground skim
They say something
Like tale less lizard
And words suppressed
Have to die within
In my yard
They are on the bed
No attendant no nurse no doctor
And I watch their silence
Bubbling on their pursed lips
No umbrella out of house
Though the situation so sultry
And no raincoat
Though the train lashes
Life is sweeter in family
In harmony singing
Smiles giving
Sorrows sharing