In the lovely month of Valentine our thought go out to many,
Some people will get lots of cards and some will not get any,
Young men and wives from times gone by will sit and wonder why oh why?
Their sweethearts gone but memories remain and things will never be the same,
Then someone knocks upon their door the person they are waiting for,
Their carer arrives with a cheery hello and lifts their spirits from down below,
A cup of tea and they’re on their way somehow it’s not such a bad day,
Its lovely knowing their always there this little band of helpers called Apollo Care.