That Damned Bell!

That Damned Bell!

That damned Bell!

"Yes Tom, what is it love?"

"May I have a cup of tea please nurse?"

Just give me a few minutes please love and I'll make one for
everyone"

That Damned Bell!

"Nurse did I ever show you the photo's, from when I was on the stage? I
played with
some of the all time 'greats' you know before they were famous."

"I'm sorry Tom dear. I'm just in the middle of making the beds. Later
eh ?"

That Damned Bell!

"Hello nurse, my eyes aren't what they used to be. Do you think you
could read the
newspaper to me for a few minutes?"

"Oh Tom Pet, I'm just serving the lunches. I'll be sure to pop in
later. If I have time I'll
read to you then"

That Damned Bell!

"Nurse my back is really hurting. Could you rub it for me
please?"

"Yes Tom just give me a little while to finish up out here and then if
it's still bad I'll do it
for you"

That Damned Bell!

"Nurse I don't get to talk to many people these days, could you spare a
few moments just
to talk to me please. I get ever so lonely sitting here by
myself"

"Later Tom darling I have a hundred and one things to do before my
shift ends."

Tom died last night: I never did hear his tales of the war. Of his
being in the trenches, or
of the time he was a captive of the Japs in a Prisoner of War camp. He
never did tell me
about the day he met the King. Or about the Queen's Coronation, and the
street party that
lasted three days. Of the time he received an award for bravery under
duress. Or of the
year he saved for three months, working sixteen hours a day down the
pit just to buy his
wife a necklace for christmas.

Tom had So much to say ...If only someone had had the time to
listen.