A Heads-up Poem to Every Nurse From an Elderly Person

  1. 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 meagre 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. a slide presentation has also been made based on her simple, but eloquent, poem. 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

    what do you see, nurses, what do you see?

    what are you thinking when you're looking at me?

    a crabby old woman, not very wise,

    uncertain of habit, with faraway eyes?

    who dribbles her food and makes no reply

    when you say in a loud voice, "i do wish you'd try!"

    who seems not to notice the things that you do,

    and forever is losing a stocking or shoe.....

    who, resisting or not, lets you do as you will,

    with bathing and feeding, the long day to fill....

    is that what you're thinking? is that what you see?

    then open your eyes, nurse; you're not looking at me.

    i'll tell you who i am as i sit here so still,

    as i do at your bidding, as i eat at your will.

    i'm a small child of ten...with a father and mother,

    brothers and sisters, who love one another.

    a young girl of sixteen, with wings on her feet,

    dreaming that soon now a lover she'll meet.

    a bride soon at twenty -- my heart gives a leap,

    remembering the vows that i promised to keep.

    at twenty-five now, i have young of my own,

    who need me to guide and a secure happy home.

    a woman of thirty, my young now grown fast,

    bound to each other with ties that should last.

    at forty, my young sons have grown and are gone,

    but my man's beside me to see i don't mourn.

    at fifty once more, babies play round my knee,

    again we know children, my loved one and me.

    dark days are upon me, my husband is dead;

    i look at the future, i shudder with dread.

    for my young are all rearing young of their own,

    and i think of the years and the love that i've known.

    i'm now an old woman ...and nature is cruel;

    its jest to make old age look like a fool.

    the body, it crumbles, grace and vigour depart,

    there is now a stone where i once had a heart.

    but inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells,

    and now and again my battered heart swells

    i remember the joys, i remember the pain,

    and i'm loving and living life over again.

    i think of the years ...all too few, gone too fast,

    and accept the stark fact that nothing can last.

    so open your eyes, people, open and see,

    not a crabby old woman; look closer .. see me!!

    remember this poem when you next meet an old person whom you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within... we will one day be there, too!
    Last edit by FranEMTnurse on Jul 14, '04 : Reason: Friendlier Title
  2. 8 Comments

  3. by   JUSTYSMOM
    WOW! That is a beautiful poem. It gave me goosebumps.
  4. by   karenG
    I have seen this before and there is a nurses reply..........someone posted it here ages ago but I dont know where!

    still makes me stop when I read this poem though!

  5. by   Angela Mac
    Beautiful & truthful.....thankyou.....makes me miss grammie even more.
  6. by   zoniekat
    I'm such a cynic and I usually hate mushy stuff. I rarely cry but this one really touched me. I'm taking it to work and will risk showing my sentimental side. It reminds me of Five For Fighthings song 100 Years.


    Maybe it got to me because I just watched the movie Frida...I was primed.
  7. by   weetziebat
    Thanks for sharing that beautiful poem. I've e-mailed it to my friends who are nurses. It is so true and so easy to forget.
  8. by   AmyLiz
    That's awesome.
  9. by   Lil' Peach
    One of my instructors shared this poem with us a couple of weeks ago. It's very touching!
  10. by   suzy253
    Beautiful...and touching. Thanks for posting it.