ROOM
Pictures on the walls, I look at them all.
A life so high, but then it began to fall.
I see the pictures with my eye.
A wedding day, dress of white, a real delight,
A new life, as a wife. They looked so happy.
Pictures of another time, another place
A much happier face.
A family, see. Children, A husband. Everybody can understand.
Moments in time.
She's lying in the bed.
Years go by.
Tears from the eye.
She's lying in a bed.
What thoughts are going through her head?
I used to love to look at the pictures on the residents walls in the various homes I worked in. For so many that is all they saw of family and a happier time. Great write.