Today I'm feeling sleepy and I want to have a rest. Please leave me in my nightie, I don't want to get dressed.

I don't want to play some bingo, I can't think of anything worse. I want to sit here reading quietly my little book of verse.

I'm feeling a bit lonely, I would like to have a chat. I don't want to join in painting, I never did like that.

I think I should be worried, I don't know what I'm doing. But don't sit me at the table, I hate colouring and gluing.

Don't leave me by the window, with the others stuck in chairs. I don't know how to tell you, I need someone who cares.

I am scared about my future, the road ahead seems bleak. I think and feel as normal but I don't know how to speak.

But if you really knew me, you'd know just what to do. You'd see me as a person you'd stop me feeling blue.

You'd know I once was married and I lived up on the Wolds, with my two lively children with no thought of growing old.

You'd find I loved the opera, and you'd play my favourite tune. You'd give me back my sparkle and help me dance around the room.

You could chip away my worries, and give me a reason to smile. Because all the greatest carers will go the extra mile.

But I am like a prisoner, I know longer feel I'm free. You can really try to help me if you look to find my key.

Because I am still a person with hopes and fears and dreams. You may see an old frail body but inside my soul still gleams.

So take the time to know me, please seek and you will find. The way to make me happy, please peek inside my mind.

Those little caring gestures, can change my world around. and give me back a purpose, My path can still be found. Jan Millward©