Hospice Worker

What is up, and what is down?
Who is that standing all around?
My whole body aches,
Where am I for goodness sake?

Miss Nell looks up to me pleading eyes,
With no words only sighs,
She expresses to me she’s living in fear,
With that single tiny tear,
Floating gently down her cheek,
If only she could speak,

Her family is gathered about,
But her husband she is without,
She lost him to cancer some years back,
Back then hospice was a hack,

Now I’m here to make Nell comfortable,
As much as I am able,
I can tell she appreciates me,
As I gently rub her knees,

She has been sick for so long now,
that to the decease her body bowed,
She began to approach death,
Eventually the light in her eyes just left,
All that was here was an old vessel,
As lastly her family I did counsel.