by Unknown
Jul 2010 368 Views 2 comments
Old Lady
Her eyes have a great fixation
White snow covers her curly hair
She roams the halls with a head held high
Always looking for some jewellery to wear!
In the garden, she seeks to find
Some daffodills to feed her wrinkled palm
She sings her song for another time
The patients squirm and stay calm.
White snow covers her curly hair
She roams the halls with a head held high
Always looking for some jewellery to wear!
In the garden, she seeks to find
Some daffodills to feed her wrinkled palm
She sings her song for another time
The patients squirm and stay calm.
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Posted: Jul 2010
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Comments (2)
hope there's going to be more..