The Visit

I thought I'd stop by 
to see how you are, 
it wasn't until I reached your door 
that I noticed it ajar 

There you were, 
a heap on the stair. 
How long had you been there? 
Does anyone care?

Why I popped round 
on that particular day,
I really don't know, 
hard to say. 

Now you're out of hospital, 
safe back at home. 
Ring me whenever you like, 
don't feel that you're alone.

carecaregivingrhyme

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