Nursing Home memories - Room mates I

Old Harry, Hungry Elder Harry was happy Excited to eat, like a child versus old Cookie was first stuffed, eagerly eating Following was rest of his dinner Pasta, was told First, sharp loud coughing from Harry was sounding Splashing vomit erupting following with flows With no one there warning ‘Hey everybody, better hold closed your mouth And hold fast your nose’. Like a shot out of darkness Any extra food up, and out was thrown Leaving none left to swallow As poor Harry groaned With loud coughing as chorus Carrying the river… Churning projectiles Filled up back Harry’s plate as he moaned While I, right there by him Hearing, not seeing the ruckus Made a very quick exit In the closing off of my fertile mind... Thankful for other’s actions Relieving my duty… ___*___ I looked once again at my plate Suddenly not hungry, a sign... No cookie for me Thus sent back to the kitchen With full plate not eating No longer wanting food to send. ___*___ And now, I eat much faster While Harry still looks at his plate… If one of us is slower Won’t be me hearing Harry’s mistake.