Home At Last

Alone by the window
in silence she stares,
passing the time away,

People walk by
yet nobody cares,
on this earth 'twas
to be her last day.

Once she frolicked through
the meadows of youth
dancing with hopes of tomorrow,

Time came and went
revealing it's truth
along with joy came sorrow.

Somebody's wife, daughter
and friend,
a mother who gave her all,

Now sits in silence
until the end,
in a nursing home's
empty hall.

Visitors come and go
but sadly none for her,
another day comes to close
God saw her pain yet
knew her worth,

Today she lives in his
home on high,
watching while
angels pass her by.

Loneliness gone
a thing of the past,
where she belongs,
home at last!

Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © 06/2/2014