Her frail fingers reached the medicine by her side.
No family, friends or pals stopped by.
Her face shuns the brightness of light.

White gowns of nurses and doctors
In and out of her room.
They flow like the hospital apparatus,
that her room galores
Hot plate of green beans, potatoes and chicken,

A handful of flavors, she tastefully savors.
The television livens her mornings and noons,
Soap operas, game shows to Oprah,
Of commercials and news her only companion.