Thursday, 23 July 2020

I care



I Care

I swear, I care
And don't want you 
To go anywhere!

During these four years
Got to know you
And it's clear

You're getting worse.
This illness
Is a fucking curse.

But we laugh and joke
Or I mop up your tears
When those stupid folk

Stare, it isn't fair
When they speak over you
When it’s not their affair.

Often, you make me mad
And count to ten
And realise this is so sad.

And all your twenty doses
I've got to learn
With all their dosage

To sort your medication-
To trust me
Now you've losing concentration.

They help you move
And for a while,
Improve.

I hold your hand
Through every blood test
And try to understand.

You exasperate me!
You exhaust me
Mentally and physically!

You change my music station
While on a ride out
Through the duration!

And I’m such a dick!
This is the fourth time
I’ve run over your walking stick!

You laugh at the idiocy
As the hospital laughs and redelivers;
And neither takes it seriously!

We sing to songs
Strangle them
But still sing-along!

I turn things on their head
To make you laugh
Ensure you're well-fed.

You lean on me
In every way
Make your cups of tea.

I try to act happy
Make you giggle
When you're feeling crappy.

And every weekday
A warm drink waits for me
Even if you're in dismay.

And you look after me
In your own way
And you’d disagree.

I hope in some way
I’ve made a difference
As your life ebbs away.

What you don't know
Is I'll be there until the end
Don't want you to go.

Linda for Sue
Feel so humble
July 2020

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