Visit the Sick
There is no person lonelier
Than he who lies in bed
And must depend on others
To be comfortable and fed
Who never has a visitor
To talk to him and smile
And make the life he has to live
A little more worth while
He does not ask for magazines
For candy, fruit and such
But just a friendly visit and
The 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 troubles and his pain
And surely somewhere out of all
The moments made for play
There must be time to call on him
And say hello today.