she stares at the grand portrait
showing a young woman in her prime:
long blonde locks and mysterious eyes
but with the confidence of youth
and at that age during momentary bliss
she never thought it would come to this.
Now, yes now, her joints ache
and loneliness fills her soul.
The portrait is bitter-sweet
enticing her to the past
when her steps were so much lighter
to places she'll never again roam
lost in the vast ocean...of the care home.