I sit by the window - a slight
breeze blowing through-
I search the doorway hoping
for just a glimpse of you.
The nurses, they are nice here-
the food here is ok-
I did'nt have the heart to tell
you I didn't want to stay!
I know with your Daddy passed on-
there was no room for me-
All of you children have your own
lives - your own family.
I sit here with my memories from
sun up to sundown-
I have learned that silence can
be a deadly sound.
I miss the laughter of you children
as you used to run and play-
I miss the antics of your father -
all the things he'd do and say.
I miss the joy of having a home-
a place to lay my head.
I miss the peace and contentment
after all the prayers were said.
All those years of dedication to my
home and family-
Now I just sit here and wait -
God, it get's so lonely!
So many nameless faces- they
all come and go-
As the clock on my dresser-
it always moves so slow.
I know you are busy with your
jobs and your homes-
But try to visit me more often-
I feel so alone.
Memories can't take the place of
a gentle hug or touch-
The world rushes on around me-
while I'm missing you so much!
Written By Linda M. Hill
