No time to stand and stare........

What is this life if full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare..

No time to stand beneath the boughs,

And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see the woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars,like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,

and watch her feet,how they dance.

no time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich the smiles her mouth began.

A poor life this is if ,full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

                                               -William Henry Davis.

Old and frail she is.Her beautiful eyes says it all...As she walks down the corridor ...knocks herself to one of the doors and  she stops,..... standing still for few seconds.I saw her pause and anxiously asked her whether she was fine...and there flows these beautiful words of this sonnet that was written long long ago..As she walks with me to her room her hand clasps mine ...and she says,"Remember my words..when you are ninety." I smiled and thought...am I ever gonna live till 90?I don't want to.. :p 

She is beautiful,hale and hearty and at this age she has a massive tumor in her bladder. Adjacent to her bed is a young girl who does nothing except crying coz she feels terrible after her surgery..and she is a bag of problems..a broken brain,defective ears,sutured tum ,and she is in pain.Next room  are my two handsome boys.And I am already having a crush on one of the two blokes who is more than four times my age :P Aww... he is super cute..reminds me of Uncle Scrooge from Duck Tales..He is so fidgety so restless..always obsessed with something or the other.He doesn't like his buzzer kept on his left side.He likes being messy when he eats.I asked him,"Hey ,how are you feeling today?" And he replies,"Not that good." "What is it that's bothering you?"I asked..and he cutely replies like a 3year old kid.."its my wee wee " :P 

The other chap is a quiet man who stares at the wall in front of him...without blinking his eyes...he is just the opposite to my Uncle Scrooge...And this is it..

Right..I have a good bunch of sickies to handle and its gonna be super fun..As I get my plans ready for the day I wonder ,t is so different,so weird to see...a 90 year old who doesn't actually want to live anymore leads a life with less pain and at the same time a young girl who hasn't even started living...is missing so many wonders of her life..On one end there's my Scroogie so jittery and spooky and at the other there's Mr.Statue...phew..
I am pretty sure each one of them has a story and that might be the reason why they are like this.How smart our God is?Honestly speaking he knows everything and doesn't ponder over difficult situations in the cosmos,because God is the Author of our lives.
And then I remember that  I gotta do a bladder scan on Scroogie and yippee there is wee wee in his bladder..I tell him that ..to make him more jumpy..and the toothless fella smiles at me and gives me a huge thumbs up!! Ah what a moment !!! But I can't just stand and stare........