I met David a few years ago and his spirit is so beautiful. He is a true testament to show that no matter what state the body is in the mind can be alive and active. In a nursing home for many years , David writes to pass the time. Check out his ode to a furry friend below.
THE TIME HAS COME TO SAY GOOD BYE TO A FRIEND. I USE TO FILL MY BAG WITH SNACKS THAT HE WOULD EAT. MOUSES HAD NO MONEY TO SPEND. GONE ARE THE DAYS OF PISTACHIO’S AND CHIPS, EVEN THE MIXED NUTS THAT WERE EATEN OFF AT THE TIP. BUT THE STAFF GOT WISE AND SAID THERE IS AN ENEMY AMONG US. SO THEY PUT TOGETHER A PLAN WITHOUT A FUSS/ WELL IN COMES A MAN WITH HIS BAG OF TOOLS SETTING HIS TRAPS TO MAKE THE MOUSE A FOOL. THE DAYS WENT BY NEVER HEARD A SOUND MY AIDE CAME IN JUST THE OTHER DAY SHE SAID IT SMELLED REAL STRANGE. SHE COULD NOT STAY WE LOOKED AROUND COULD NOT FIND A MOUSE. I HOPE HE IS RESTING IN HIS MOUSE HOUSE. BYE BYE MR. MOUSE
THOUGHTS BY D.K. MILES LEVINDALE POET