Reason For Living Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Whispering hopes soar about, helping to understand certain aspects of life and finding their ending results are easier to bear.
Watching another in a wheelchair, one leg having been amputated, seeing the sadness emanating from her interior being.
Loss having taken her down a road she'd rather not be traveling upon.
A nurse walks by and grasps her hand, saying, 'good morning' and talking to her for a minute.
Seeing her whole attitude change and a smile appear on her face, looking like an angel has just touched her with whispered hopes from above.
Sitting up straighter in her wheel chair, head up, watching the activity around her with a renewed interest in life for a while.
Having been touched by a caring nurse, letting her know she's still a human being even with her loss.
A calmness seems to have filled her now with a reason to live her life.