A Traveler

“She’s a Traveler, for sure.” Nurse sighed
through a tired, unpretentious  smile.
“Gotta chase her down at times to give’er meds.

Other day tried to get in the mechanical room!
Course, it was locked... but you never can tell...
lord knows why she’s always wheeling around...

looking for somebody, probably you, or a way outta here.
Course, we all love’er; she's always sweet’n kind...
always saying Thanks Honey!, Hi! and such...

except at night sometimes when she screams
and calls for something we don’t understand...
yeah, she’s really a Traveler, a Searcher for sure."