Bright Eyes
As we walk thru halls … you say
No bright eyes here … today
Only sadness … dull eyes around
You’re serious … steadfast … frown
You’re right … those here and near
Have troubles … need nurses/aides
By their sides … to daily survive
I smile in my heart, and thankful too
Your compassion again … shines thru.
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ January 18, 2014
Alzheimer's Trail 