Christmas Eve At Rock-Away Rest Home

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Christmas At Rock-Away Rest

'Twas

the night

before

Christmas at

Rock-Away

Rest,

and all of us

seniors were

looking our

best.

Our glasses,

how sparkly,

our wrinkles,

how merry;

Our punchbowl

held prune

juice plus

three drops of

sherry.

A bedsock was

taped to each

walker, in

hope

That Santa

would bring us

soft candy and

soap.

We surely were

lucky to be

there with

friends,

Secure in this

residence and

in our

Depends.

Our grandkids

had sent us

some

Christmasy

crafts,

Like angels in

snowsuits and

penguins on

rafts.

The dental

assistant had

borrowed our

teeth,

And from them

she'd crafted

a holiday

wreath.

The bed pans,

so shiny, all

stood in a

row,

Reflecting our

candle's

magnificent

glow .

Our supper so

festive -- the

joy wouldn't

stop --

Was creamy

warm oatmeal

with sprinkles

on top.

Our salad was

Jell-O, so

jiggly and

great,

Then

puree of

fruitcake was

spooned on

each plate.

The social

director then

had us play

games,

Like "Where

Are You

Living?" and

"What Are Your

Names?"

Old

Grandfather

Looper was

feeling his

oats,

Proclaiming

that reindeer

were nothing

but goats.

Our resident

wand'rer was

tied to her

chair,

In hopes that

at bedtime she

still would be

there.

Security

lights on the

new fallen

snow

Made outdoors

seem noon to

the old folks

below.

Then out on

the porch

there arose

quite a

clatter

(But we are so

deaf that it

just didn't

matter).

A strange

little fel low

flew in

through the

door,

Then tripped

on the sill

and fell flat

on the floor.

'Twas just our

director, all

togged out in

red.

He jiggled and

chuckled and

patted each

head.

We knew from

the way that

he strutted

and jived

Our social- security checks had arrived.

We sang

-- how we sang

-- in our

monotone

croak,

Till the

clock? tinkled

out its soft

eight-p.m.

stroke.

And soon we

were snuggling

deep in our

beds.

While nurses

distributed

nocturnal

meds.

And so ends

our Christmas

at Rock-Away

Rest.

'fore long

you'll be with

us, We wish

you the best!

Author Unknown

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