Her face lit up..

She made my day when I walked in to her room

Her face lit up, the veil of gloom

That hung over her face seemed to lift

Her beatific smile I accepted as my gift

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Under the treatment prescribed by me

She was improving, albeit slowly

To a hospital bed for weeks she had been confined

Never once had she complained or whined

But she had around her an aura of sadness

That was disappointing to me, I confess

Until today, when her face brightened at my sight

Things were finally headed in a direction that was right

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She smiled and told me she felt really good

And that made me happier than I thought it could

Her face lit up, and brightened my day

With a renewed sense of purpose I went on my way