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by Robin Henry
Activity Director in NJ
Why did my daughter bring me here
When I wanted to stay in bed?
I'm old, I'm sick and tired
Can't she get that through her head?
Oh great! Here she comes, the
"cruise director"
With her phony, smiling face.
Back off "Julie", take that clipboard and go.
Let me out of this stupid place!
Just give it up with your cheery
voice
You sound like such a fake.
No, I don't want any coffee.
No, I don't want....did you say cake?
Now Julie's showing me the schedule
Hmmmm... they say the rosary?
I like crossword puzzles, bowling
I used to write poetry.
Lunchtime now, this ought to be
good.
Probably pureed, tasteless goop
Ya know, this meatloaf's not half bad
Can I get seconds on the soup?
Now there's a man playing piano
and singing
A song I haven't heard in years
Julie notices just a hint of smile
Through my confounded, stupid tears.
She hands me a tissue and pats
my back
This eases my pain and sorrow
I think I might like it here after all
What time should I be here tomorrow?
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