Poetry of caregiving

Kate W

I've recently read poems written by caregivers from Oahu.

I felt so connected and resonated so with these poems, I was inspired to write some of my own. Here is my first. 
THE KISS
Morning begins,
Sounds from his bedroom
Fear...
Nonsense words, 
Puzzlements, 
What happens next?
How will this turn out?
He reaches up,
His hands on my shoulders,
He draws me toward him,
We kiss...
He speaks real words, real sentences
Magic?
Can a kiss do that? 

toolbeltexpert

Good  words that speak volumes, a word is worth a thousand pictures.

Kate W

My second poem about caregiving

PILLS
Monday pills....
Tuesday pills.....morning....noon.....night
a day, gone
Sunday pills....
A week gone?
How?
Is... that.... all there is?

CaregiverHelen

I know how you feel!!