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Grandma once sat in a corner at this place, extended care, near the end of her journey. Troubled, frustrated, in failing health, in need of compassion, a hug from a friend.

Locked doors and blank stares, all that she knew
Noise and confusion disruptive each day
Upset and fearful, she wanders the halls
In search of escape from this hateful place

Teeth disappearing and shoes strewn about
Flowers tipped over, belongings askew
So unfamiliar, how can this be home
She stares out the window, afraid, alone

Longing a visit, a familiar face
A smile, reassurance, loving embrace
A walk in the garden, breath of fresh air
The photo album, precious times shared

Anxious that some day the music will stop
The joy in her heart now fading away
Fragile her heartbeat and memories gone
Tearful, silent, by the window she waits

Don MacIver
Come on a journey with me...where eagles soar.

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