Stories * Memories * Insights
07 Jun 2014 2 Comments
by randee in Poetry Tags: aging parent
My father A month in ICU So far away His wishes He moved To be left alone Tonight I talk with his caregiver Make arrangements to visit Then pop the champagne It’s all that’s in the house.
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warburk2013 Jun 08, 2014 @ 08:41:23
I appreciate this poem very much. Life is so complex isn’t it. Thanks for sharing.
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randee Jun 08, 2014 @ 14:28:29
Aw, thank you for your comment. Complex, yes. But there is beauty and soul in those complexities.
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Jun 08, 2014 @ 08:41:23
I appreciate this poem very much. Life is so complex isn’t it. Thanks for sharing.
Jun 08, 2014 @ 14:28:29
Aw, thank you for your comment. Complex, yes. But there is beauty and soul in those complexities.