Edna - all alone

Edna ... All alone.
~~~
She sits in a battered old armchair
Clues to previous meals on the seat,
her cardigan full of moth invasions
but she wears it despite the days heat.
The nurse dressed her at seven this morning
before the day really set in
No TV, so no weather forecasts
but it`s August and the nights they draw in.
She sit all alone until evening
and the nurse` welcome return.
***
Her vocal chords need exercising
but she`s no one`s priority concern.
At lunchtime each day
twelve noon on the dot,
they bring her a meal that, although nourishing, she wishes was hot.
Although it`s not appetising, she will always eat half,
the alternative being to sit there and starve.
The rest of the meal will sit there congealing
until tomorrow when it`s picked up with false smiles and feeling.
***
At seven each night, the nurse will arrive..
she gives Edna a bath and checks she`s alive.
Bathing takes ten minutes from the word go..
`I do have other patients too see to, you know`
Bundled into her nightie and tucked up in bed,
Edna tries to resist but she`s easily led.
She`ll snooze on and off for the rest of the night,
struggle to her commode at dawn`s first light.
Patiently she waits for the carer to come..
get her dressed...Edna`s day has begun.
~~~
Marian Finch Dreamscapes & Nightmares (c)

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