My Last Night In Fifoot Poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet

I have one last Night in FIFOOT,
One more Night to go,
Until I go to my new flat,
And with YOUR Help ~ take it slow.

To begin my life anew,
In a wheelchair I shall be,
But as I have lived for seventy years,
For the next I shall be free.

Free to live my Life,
Free to go where I wish,
Free to look after myself,
Free to eat meat or fish.

For the past three months I have been in hospitals,
The most time so far ~
Not allowed out unescorted,
Even if the door was ajar.

Praise have I for all the Staff,
Doctors, Nurses, Maintenance Men and Porters too,
Without whose help this Ward would not run,
Created LORD ~ by YOU.

6 April 2014.