A Hair Out of Place

She was very old, very weak Couldn't move, couldn't speak Nurses were in need Too many people to feed I thought I'd volunteer I needed to find a career I noticed right away, As I brought the spoon to her face Her painful, bloodshot eye And the hair that was out of place The course grey hair had pierced her eye for so long No one could see there was something wrong Her body gave up and her eye no longer watered No one had time or could be bothered But I saw it and brushed it out of her eye I'll never forget the gratitude in her smile I knew then if I could make a difference No matter how big or how significant It was the need I had to fulfill Anything to lesson the pain of the ill Just that tiny action I took away what hurt I knew what I needed I became a nurse