Ramblings of An Old Woman

Ramblings of an Old Woman I’ve lost my hat, its completely gone It’s on your head, you put it on I’ve got one glove on my right hand T’other’s in the fridge as right as rain It’s stifling in here and your coat is on I’m late for work and I need to run No work today, it’s time for rest Since twenty years, your job has ceased Did you put the dinner on for Bert I’ll get the iron to straighten his shirt He passed away, don’t you recall Please take care not to trip and fall You’re my lovely little girl, dear Sarah Your daughter’s not here, I’m just your carer You’re just like her. She’s missed so much Try not to cry, and I’m very touched My clothes are damp, they need to be changed And your nightie’s on under all that garb I’m even forgetting how to talk As well as my ability to walk I want to help and make life better Your specs are in the dish for the butter I’ll put the kettle on for a cuppa And do something for your supper Make sure to put water in the pot I’ve broken so many when I’ve forgot The smell of gas is no longer there The controls are immobile fair and square Your safety secure for the moment But I won’t get better, you must know that I remember before as clear as a bell But life in the present is just a shell I love to hear your tales of the past A dialogue of stories unsurpassed This living book for me to recall A piece of history with which to enthrall