There are two ladies in a room.

The room has dark, pale walls.

Both ladies dressed fancy,

one unsure what to do.

While staring down low

at someone she knows

Not smiling, not frowning,

holding an old, fragile hand.

With dark, low eyes,

she looks depressed thinking

about what to do next.

The room they are in appears

to be a nursing home.

The dark, pale, purple walls

stand behind them.

The lady laying down low

with a fancy, lace gown,

you cannot see her face,

may never go home because

she is already gone.

With an oxygen pump on ones chest

and the other thinking what to do next.