Jacinta Whitcome: Music |
Community Rehab Care
(Jacinta Whitcome)
February 18, 2008
By Jacinta Whitcome
I met a woman of poignant humor
She had to talk through a computer
She gave us strength to withstand
When she herself could barely more a hand
Then there was Bobby who had a cane
He did sit-ups, 200 a day
He was as young as I
He said he’d never ever cry
It’s the Community Rehab Care
The greatest place you’ll never remember
There was man there, had an aneurism
He’d say something and then just stop
We’d all laugh, ‘cause it was peculiar
He did not remember he’d been talking at all
And poor Marilyn came to visit here daughter
All the way from Demoine, Ohio
There she was stuck in Cambridge
finding her mind after a stroke
It’s the Community Rehab Care
The greatest place you’ll never remember
Around the table so many people
With pieces missing from our lives
None of us know where we are going
Nor where we’re from, nor why we cry
There is one thing I have learned
Yes only one thing I have learned
And that is that I will never know
All the wonders of the human soul
It’s the Community Rehab Care
The greatest place you’ll never remember