She sits alone at the nursing
home
Her eyes staring down at the floor
I kneel at her feet and hope for a smile
But her mind can remember no more
I hold her withered hands
in mine
So wrinkled and spotted with age
Hands that once worked tirelessly
Now tremble and cling in this daze
I've seen it all being drained
away
Memories of her life one by one
Pieces of me being dragged along
As I fight for us both to hang on
A lifetime of memories lost
to her
Though my heart my mind overflow
Her delicate grace still walks my mind
Now confused of which way to go
Searching my heart for an
answer
I hear the constant shuffling of feet
It's like their souls have lost the fight
But their bodies refused the defeat
Peering into misty eyes
of blue
I swallow to hold back the tears
Damn the thief that stole her mind
She doesn't even know I'm here
Sitting here in this rotting
place
Is not where I want her to be
I smile and pray that she may find
Some connection to reality
Oh heavenly day I praise
you God
Reigns through my lips to speak
As I feel a familiar glimpse float by
And she reaches to touch my cheek
Teresa Wilson ~ 1999
From Where I Am ~ Enya
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