~ Someone's Mother ~

In the care of a nursing home ...
One of God's own, all alone,
She lies so still and quiet
Knowing no struggle or fight.

Her face shines white
From the dark of night
As she lies in wait,
Not knowing her fate.

What memories yet linger there
In her open stare?
Thoughts of friends and loved ones,
Daughters and sons?

And her one true love
Who watches and waits from above
How full her heart must be,
And only she holds the key.



Barely a movement but presence so sweet
A small body with tiny princess feet
That no longer touch the floor
For she walks no more.

There is a sign upon her closet door,
As I glance around the room once more.
It makes a simple request
Wanting her to have only the best.

Written from a hand so kind,
This note I find.
"My Mother gets so cold,
Please make sure she stays warm".
So I carefully place blankets around her small form.

"And put on her robe when she is up", it asks further,
In his caring for his Mother.
Such a loving son
His Mother's own cherished one.



Each day the note remains there
For all to share in her care,
As her son asks
These simple tasks.

A son who is far away
And cannot see his dear Mother each day.
This could be your Mother or mine,
Within the realm of time.

So I take this little Mother into my care,
In hopes that someone, somewhere
Will do the same along the way
For my own dear Mother someday.



Barbara LaBarbera
(LadyBleaux)
  2003 used with permission
*Dedicated to all nurses across this land,
for they touch with hearts as well as hands.

ThunderWolfLA@aol.com
 

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