02/03/2026
When loved ones can’t be there every moment, our hands are. Caring, patient and always close by 🤍
The staff who walk the hallway floor, Who open their hearts and every door. They offer more than care or tea; They offer back a dignity.
A gentle touch on a lonely day, The patience for that they need to say. For comfort is there greatest gift, The quietly hand that helps to lift The weight of years, the sting of fear, By simply whispering “I am here.”
It is the anchor in the storm, The heart the keeps the spirit warm ❤️