Lost and Found

Fingers Touching

Fingers reaching out
One hand to another
They touch, they hold,
Forming a silent bond
Between two lost souls

Two little strangers
“Bound” to their chairs,
Parked beside each other
While their people talk.

Two little old ladies,
Wheelchair bound,
One a flower shop owner
One a sales girl while in life.

Now they’re  in a home,
Often alone,
Sitting in the garden,
Side by side,
Fingers touching,
Fingers  holding fast,
Smiling friendly smiles
Into each others’ eyes.
Wheelchair bound,
Comfort found.
Two little old ladies
Friendship bound…
Fingers touching…

Life in a care home can be pretty boring at times. There are many residents and relatively few care givers. Probably no care home can keep every resident occupied all day and evening. Probably many residents don’t want that. It’s a hard balance.
But this is a little story about two little old ladies who found each other and made a very meaningful connection. It was very endearing to see it happen. The smiles and the warmth that emanated from these two as they gazed into each others’ eyes was positively inspiring.