CNA Erin

I see her
working in the dining room
when I go to the nursing home
to visit my mother
she’s wearing glasses and
her hair hangs down
I remember
the first time I saw her
how beautiful
I thought she looked
from the other side of the room
above the aging sea of faces
her voice
so soft and sweet
just the way I expected
the rare moments I’ve been
close enough to hear it