Old Loved Lady...........................................Jennifer Henderson

Jennifer Henderson

Old Loved Lady

Fragile sleeping lady crumpled up on cotton sheets white walls and stainless steel the smell of bleached bathrooms and floors

Waking up with wet sheets the nurses peed on her again she swears it every morning Fluid in her brain keeps the fog from clearing Sometimes standing in her room i witness her eyes fade back into the present In times like this she can recall this past summer leaning over to whisper: you’re my favorite