When your soul screams loudly
through the night
~
all seems dark
your pain needs light.
I trust the one
assigned your care
will hear your cry
not just walk by
~won’t say simply “Come again”
or
“It’s just him” and not go in.
~
Rather touch your brow
with some concern
review your chart
your need to learn ~~
This kind of care
the human touch
right from the heart
means oh so much!
A loved ones call
at Christmastime
couldn’t get through
to know he’s fine ~
Like a baby’s sigh
of deep relief
that soothes the soul ~
no matter if
you’re young or old.
Ignoring ’cause
they’re “older folk”
just might have been
what caused the stroke ~
Again, I pray
when comes your time
that you’re not treated
like you did mine.
~~RIP daddy. Miss you much.
>Cheers to 91+ years<
Protest the Chaos with Splashes of beauty 