Old youth, will you C/C please?
He sat alone in a battered wheel chair
in a dimly lit corner of the room.
It was painted all a light Green
but couldn't dispell the depth of gloom.
The staff put on the brakes on his chair
or childlike he'd take off, racing without a care
singing some long ago melodious tunes
he'd stop by all the ladies, hold a hand and croon.
I approached him slowly so as not to scare
"Hey darlin" he smiled, "Where'd ya get that hair?"
I laughed outloud, then so did he,
"Ya remind me of Christmas, a mint candy."
I told him my name and asked him his
"I likes to call my self the Wheelin Wizz"
He smiled, I smiled and then he winked.
"So sweet child, what'cha think?"
Then he seemed to drift away,
"Sorry kid, but what is today?"
It hardly mattered I guess, he just wanted to know
"If it's Tuesday I'm ready and raring to go"
"Names AlsHiney" least that's what I heard,
but shhh round here , don't believe a word.
His chart showed severe Alzheimers
"Hey does it say I'm a mountain climber?"
Then he got a look on his face
"I feel unfamiliar, I feel outta place.
Hey do ya like Jigsaw puzzles, I do,
Let's set a spell, just me and you."
I let off the brakes, rolled to a table set,
"I'm the champeen, here, don't ever forget"
The puzzles were a mix of pieces, old,
but this sweet man, was funny and bold.
"If a piece and them tab things, don't wanna fit
I chew the tabs off till they do, then spit.
They don't know my minds a mess,
they give me meds and a whole bunch of tests,
But I got em fooled, don't ya just know,
It's yer turn kid, hurry up let's go."
Then he pulled my hair, "Sorry, it is really real,
I knew it when I heard ya squeal."
It was time for me to leave, but also felt bolder
I stood and with my Pen, touched both his shoulders.
I Knight you now, Hence forth you're "Sir Zoom"
He chuckled, "Yep now I gotta go to my room.
Are ya really a Queen or a Princess, child?"
I hugged him, he whispered, "Ya know I'm wild."
I left, but went back, as was my job duty,
"Hey maid Marian, how's my candy cutie?"
I brought him a book, simple, of Knights,
Pictures he could dream in his delights.
"I got me a castle, way over yonder,
if they let ya out, ya might wanna wander.
It's big but it's cold, and nights I'm alone
but it was way better, than this here home."
Then I had to get to my work day,
"Hey, come back, again, will ya? OK?"