Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Visitors

When one is in the hospital
And visitors come to see
Them in their weakened state
And cheer their visage visibly,

Sometimes, indeed, the visitors
Do cheer the poor sick friend.
They tell them, "My! You're lookin' Good!"
Then walk away, only later to amend

To others, when asked of their friend's
Condition, "Well, Poor Fellow looks really
Bad around his eyes and seemed to be in
Terrible pain. We tried to encourage him

And shore up his confidence so's he would
Not know how really sick he looked."
Little did they know how much I ached
For them to go, so I COULD!

5 comments:

Delores said...

Oh my goodness...funny. Not so funny when you are in that position though. Are you home yet? I do hope you are on the mend.

Arlee Bird said...

Hope all is well with you.

Fortunately I've never had to spend much time in the hospital and the time I was there I just wanted to go home. I wasn't thrilled about seeing anyone. I had enough visitors from the nursing staff with all testing, temperature taking, and other stuff they do.

Your poem described things very well.

Lee
Wrote By Rote
An A to Z Co-host blog

Teresa Hammond said...

OH MOM!!! You're terrible. LOL

Daniel Bennett said...

Funny!

Blabbin' Grammy said...

Thanks