Hanging From the Ceiling
I went to visit a very dear friend well advanced in age
Confined now to a nursing home as time just slipped away
For many years she lived next door I would visit her house each day
The kindness that she showed to me could never be repaid
I walked into her tiny room and what a sight to see
Letters and pictures everywhere, several gifts from me
Confined to the bed she looked my way I could tell how she was feeling
As she pointed to the many gifts all hanging from the ceiling
We sat and talked most of the day her heart was filled with joy
Reminiscing on good times that we had when I was just a boy
Deep in her eyes she hid the pain of age and loneliness
Despite my efforts I knew deep down I could repay her kindness
As the day went on and darkness fell she seemed so very sad
She knew my departure was very close being lonely all she had
I went to get some food and drink to boost her thoughts and feelings
And when I got back to her room she was hanging from the ceiling
Despite the efforts of the staff that day she could not be revived
Now a room full of the life she lived was all that was left behind
It pained my heart deep down to know her life had come to this
She died alone in a dreary room she thought she would not be missed
I wish that I could have done much more than visit now and then
So she would know I loved her so for the person she was back when
I knew this visit would be my last for inside I had a feeling
I would come back to find her now at rest hanging from the ceiling
Copyright © Joshua Vick | Year Posted 2010
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