Life In A Home
A poem was written by a lonely old lady
After 3 bad falls in my lovely quiet home,
I felt never again must I roam the halls alone,
So into Rusthall Lodge, I went,
Time passed so slowly while I spent,
A reasonable time there spent - only three weeks,
It felt like more than that as I speak,
The staff there were very nice
The nationalities are many, like mixed spice
I know now why its called Rusthall lodge,
Some food is Lovely while some is downright stodge!
Because of the wretched Covid grouse
They built that glass ''house''
Where their visitors sit near a glass screen,
The ''prisoners'' sit on the other side where they can be seen
One day I went to the lounge where our
The excellent maintenance man was to perform
He was amazing singing 12 songs
All off by heart, he was surly ''on form'',
Another day I went to 'Exercise with Henry',
Where a few of us ladies joined in with the gentle on the screen exercises to music - See what I mean?!
Now I shall be moving to pastures new come Tuesday morning,
When i go perhaps they'll all go ''Phew''!
About the Creator
Willow Peddy
I am a 24yr old, looking for something in life to bring a spark of excitement and bring back my artistic and imaginative flare :)
I have strange and crazy dreams and people always tell me to write them down so here goes my dream diary!
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.