By: Tristan Campbell
I don’t know about you, but when I saw this picture as well as Tristan’s portfolio, each photo captures nature in all its glory.
|Subject: A poem on being ‘Elderly’
When an old lady died in the geriatric ward of a small hospital near Dundee, Scotland, it was felt that she had nothing left of any value.
Later, when the nurses were going through her meager possessions, they found this poem.
Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital.
One nurse took her copy to Ireland.
The old lady’s sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas edition of the News Magazine of the North Ireland Association for Mental Health.
And this little old Scottish lady, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this “anonymous” poem winging across the Internet.
An Old Lady’s Poem
Remember this poem when you next meet an old person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within…
Just a note to let you know that I haven’t forgotten my blog. There was a medical situation, and for the end of December and January I have focusing all my attention on family. I will be back to the blog soon, now that there is more calm at this time. I appreciate your patience and I look forward to the freedom of expression. I have enjoyed maintaining and creating new connections on keepitschool.
Take care! and don’t forget to always count your blessings and tell the ones that you are closest to, that you love them!