The Woman in Room 72

short-story-thumbsTo the woman in room seventy-two,

Do you realise how much we will miss you?

For usually something you would do or say,

Would make us smile that day.

The conversations you had with your imaginary friends,

Caused us to wonder what was going on in your head.

And when you became loud we would play some music,

Listen to you hum and sing in a sound so soothing.

Sometimes you would ask if we were happy, the answer is yes

Because caring for you we felt blessed.

Then you would ask us to leave in a language quite blue,

But we knew that wasn’t the real you.

For the dementia had gripped your life,

And occasionally we would see the fear in your eyes.

Your request to go home has finally came true,

So we say goodbye to the lady in room seventy-two.

And though time causes memories to wane,

Our lives will never be the same.

For there will never be,

Anyone like “Our Lady”

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