kheru2006 (kheru2006) wrote,
kheru2006
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The Funny Farm- Your turn will come

16 March 2009 - Monday

Dear Friends !

On occasions, my dear  friend   in Canton,  China would email an  article and today, she shares this lovely poem   with us. Please do read it .............

 

 

 

When an old lady died in the geriatric ward of a small hospital near Dundee, Scotland , Great Britain, it was believed that she had nothing left of any value. Later, when the nurses were going through her  meagre  possessions, they found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital

One nurse took her copy to Ireland

The old lady's sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas edition of the News Magazine of the North Ireland Association for Mental  Health. ( or in Malaysia TR ( Tanjung Rambutan)

A slide presentation has also been made based on her simple, but eloquent poem. And this little old Scottish lady, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this 'anonymous' poem winging  across the Internet.

Crabby Old Woman

What do you see, nurses.....What do you see?
 
What are you thinking......When you're looking at me?
 
A crabby old woman..........Not very wise,
 
Uncertain of habit,..........With faraway eyes?
 
Who dribbles her food ........ And makes no reply.
 
When you say in a loud voice.......'I do wish you'd try!'

Who seems not to notice .........The things that you do.
 
And forever is losing ..............A stocking or shoe?
 
Who, resisting or not,.............. Lets you do as you  will,

With bathing and feeding, .............. The long day to fill?

Is that what you're thinking?.........Is that what you see?

Then open your eyes, nurse,.....You're not looking at me.
 
I'll tell you who I am ...........As I sit here so still.

As I do at your bidding,............ As I eat at your will.

I'm a small child of ten.............With a father and mother,
 
Brothers and sisters.........Who love one another.
 
A young girl of sixteen...........With wings on her feet.
 
Dreaming that soon now ........ A lover she'll meet.
 
A bride soon at twenty, .............My heart gives a leap,

Remembering the vows............... That I promised to keep.

At twenty-five now,..................... I have young of my own,

Who need me to guide .............. And a secure happy  home.

A woman of thirty,.................... My young now grown fast,

Bound to each other..................... With ties that should last.

At forty, my young sons..............Have grown and are gone,

But my man's beside me.....................To see I don't mourn.

At fifties once more,..........babies play around my knee
 
Again we know children,........... My loved one and me.
 
Dark days are upon me,.......................My husband is  dead,

I look at the future,.............................I shudder  with dread.

For my young are all rearing...young of their own,

And I think of the years.......... And the love that I've known.
 
I'm now an old woman.............. And nature is  cruel,
  
Tis jest to make old age ......Look like a fool.
 
The body, it crumbles,............ Grace and vigor depart,
 
There is now a stone.......... Where I once had a heart.
 
But inside this old carcass.......A young girl still dwells,

And now and again,..............My battered heart swells.
 
I remember the joys,........... I remember the pain,
 
And I'm loving and living.......... Life over again
 
I think of the years.................... All too few, gone too fast.

And accept the stark fact.......That nothing can last.

So open your eyes, people,............Open and see,
 
Not a crabby old woman;..........Look closer.....see,.....ME!!

To the "Young Ones"  - as  Cliff Richard  said. Your turn will come one day, if you live that long !

The Young Ones - Darlin' we are the Young Ones,

 

 

Remember this poem when you next meet an older person who  you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within.....

We will all, one day, be there, too just as the sun rises each day!

 

 

YOU CAN SHARE THIS POEM IF YOU SO WISH.  IT WILL OPEN HEARTS & SOULS

 

 

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