A heart once young, now worn with years,
A love so deep, that conquers fears.
They nurtured life, with tender care,
A bond so strong, beyond compare.
But time, relentless, takes its toll,
As children grow, their spirits stroll.
New lives unfold, with dreams and strife,
Ignoring echoes of parental life.
A home once filled with laughter's sound,
Now echoes silence, cold and profound.
The aged parents, with hearts in pain,
Long for their children to return again.
They think of them, with love untold,
While children's world, grows strangely cold.
New families form, with bonds so tight,
Ignoring the parents, lost in night.
An orphanage, a chilling place,
Where lonely souls, find no embrace.
The irony cuts, with bitter sting,
To cast aside, those who once did sing.