O Anna Niemus
Each Day's Full Measure Of Devotion - Poem by O Anna Niemus
Others in the restaurant watched
as the aged couple prepared to leave.
First he, with his cane, helped her
into her walker, and then with his
cane in his left hand, he gently
pulled her walker with his right,
each moment giving his 'last
full measure of devotion'.
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