Geriatric Trauma

A cycle of poems «Traumatology»

In twilight's embrace, where shadows loom,
Geriatric trauma casts a somber gloom.
Frail bodies broken, spirits dim,
As the weight of time takes its toll, so grim.

Geriatric trauma, a silent plight,
Unveiling the fragility of life's light.
Bones that once were strong now brittle,
Limbs that once danced now stumble and falter.

A gentle hand, a soothing voice,
Struggling to heal, to find solace in choice.
Memory fades, confusion reigns,
As minds wander through forgotten lanes.

Geriatric trauma, a silent plight,
Unveiling the fragility of life's light.
Bones that once were strong now brittle,
Limbs that once danced now stumble and falter.

Falls and accidents, a constant fear,
Robbing independence, instilling despair.
Fear and loneliness become their guide,
As they navigate life's uncertain tide.

Geriatric trauma, a silent plight,
Unveiling the fragility of life's light.
Bones that once were strong now brittle,
Limbs that once danced now stumble and falter.

Loved ones watch with hearts heavy and sore,
Witnessing the decline they can't restore.
Compassion and empathy, their guiding stars,
As they provide care, mending broken spars.

In the shadows of decline, hope still flickers,
Through laughter shared and acts of daily wonders.
Music and art, a soothing balm,
Bringing moments of joy amidst the storm.

Geriatric trauma, a silent plight,
Unveiling the fragility of life's light.
Bones that once were strong now brittle,
Limbs that once danced now stumble and falter.

In the tapestry of life, their stories entwine,
A testament to resilience and love divine.
Geriatric trauma, a reminder profound,
Of the preciousness of time, where strength is found.