Care Home Confusion

As I opened the door, he smiled Eyes wide and as bright as a child So unsure under his new roof Imagining people aloof Ageing races through life so fast Good health not guaranteed to last Not knowing to trust anyone Mindful of where to rest upon Care homes, the clue is in the name Life living there is not the same Surroundings are much more controlled Each day watch the same thing unfold Shared by many of the same age Some poor souls annoyed in a rage From adult to child over night Enough to give an old man fright Grow old gracefully there or what Few people give it any thought Four walls and a bed and some food Be grateful or looked on as rude Tough times, all that's left are the dreams So many don't know what care means.