Life and Death...

Wake up, get ready.
Put my scrubs on, put my hair up.
Head off to work.
Clock in.
Head off to get Virginia for breakfast.
I wonder what she's thinking.
They all eat slowly and talk about better days.
They have so much experience, sometimes I envy it.
Some good, some bad, experience none-the-less.
Life was simple back then, life is simple now.
Helping hands at your command.
But there is so much sorrow in her eyes.
I take her back to her room, look at pictures of her youth.
Blonde turned gray, but still beautiful curly locks around a wrinkled face.
As I put her down for her nap,
I ask if she's scared. 
"If I've lived my life right, I will be smiling while everyone else is crying."
she says with a smile on her face.
It brings tears to my eyes.....