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Do We Ever
Contributed by
maryetta
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Thursday, 10th February 2005 @ 08:52:59 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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she sits on the edge of the bed staring and rocking
her mind seems locked from everyones intrusions
day in and day out her routine never varies
as the nurses walk by and check on her she rocks
do we ever try to imagine what goes on in their minds
he sits in a chair a tray in front leaning to one side
position never changes unless the nurses move him
there is no expression on his face his eyes are blank
no one comes to see him he wouldnt know anyways
do we ever try to imagine what goes on in their minds
he is everywhere constant motion never sits down
he goes from room to room rummaging through drawers
never ceases in his endless quest no one knows why
sadly neither does he anymore just keeps moving
de we ever try to imagine what goes on in their minds
they are the forgotten one the families choose to ignore
their brains are completely destroyed they are only shells
they are the bodies that linger they are not released yet
ive always wondered why maybe to be a reminder to everyone
do we ever try to imagine what goes on in their minds
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Re: Do We Ever
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by Red_October on
Thursday, 10th February 2005 @ 09:03:44 PM AEST
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| probably most people don't wonder...but i certainly do. i wonder if they are as twisted as me. nice write. tiffany j. (Red_October) |
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Re: Do We Ever
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by deadheadpoet on
Thursday, 10th February 2005 @ 10:15:41 PM AEST
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| Oh wow this was great. You must work in a nursing home. This surely does make me think of so many folks I've taken care of over the years. I often wondered....hoped that where ever they were it was better than the existance they lived. So many older folks forgotten, misunderstood, unloved. Many nights I left work with tears in my eyes for those folks. I adopted alot of grandparents. Much peace to you. Laura |
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