Familiar Face

I look in the mirror, I see a face...familiar?
I look beside and there stands someone eagar and willing to help...why?
So many come to see me...who are they?
I sit among others...strange how they know my name.
It is mealtime...I was an amazing cook...yet there is a young girl feeding me?
I feel the need to go to the bathroom...why won't the words leave my thoughts?
So much confusion..so many questions...so much fear...who am I?
Movies...games...arts and crafts...oh how I could crochet!
Darkness falls...strange dress I am wearing to bed...I feel chilled!
Lights out...8PM I hear? Could it be that I no longer read before bed?
The night is long...where am I? I lie here and wait...morning has come!
I look in the mirror, I see a face...familiar

by Barbara Azzalina, Age 53, Medford, MA