By Barbara Castle Hanson
Cape Canaveral Branch, Florida
She awakes with the gradual awareness
that she is awake.
She doesn’t want to be awake.
She tries to drift back into the soft, lovely dream
that had surrounded her.
She encuddles herself in the warm quilt,
pulling it snugly up around her shoulders,
under her chin.
She turns away from the slivers of sunlight
sneaking through the closed blinds.
She lies there quietly for a moment
lamenting the loss of the comforting fantasy.
She arises slowly with stiff joints
and unsteady gate.
She glances around her bedroom;
her eyes come to rest on packed suitcases.
Tears inch their way down
her wrinkled cheeks.
She dresses slowly
she will be able to escape to
soft, lovely dreams
at Gardenia Court.