The Patient In Room 407
She was just an old lady-
Brave and sweet and sad,
She was smart and she was quick
With eyes that didn't miss a lick.
She was my patient and my elder,
And she knew that this was it--
The end of a life well lived-
Six children raised and loved and fit.
Twelve grandchildren by her bedside
With tears of love and sorrow,
"If only we could borrow
A little more time" they cried.
She touched the hands that were extended,
Looked with pride and breathed a sigh,
"I'll always be near you because I love you"
She smiled and then she died.
The end of a life well lived
Six children raised and loved and fit.
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