Virginia Wylie: No Name

This one made me both sad and joyful.

 

She stared and smiled at me

She sat, pink dress and pretty

Halo of cloud-white hair

And the sweetest of air,

She stared and smiled at me

Her smile led me to assume

A friendly word or two for me

I wheeled to her and asked her name

Pale eyes stared, she smiled...no name.

"She doesn't talk," explained her nurse

She's not here much since she got worse."

"But," said I, "her soul keeps

Staring and smiling at me..."

 

Virginia L. Wylie

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Virginia resides in Brookdale Orange City, Florida and is the author of the poetry that appears here. The views and opinions expressed in this poetry are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect those of Brookdale Senior Living.

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