Sweethearts

Sweethearts

A Poem by Richard M




Sweethearts all for 
  getting me here,
Doctors, nurses, 
professorials,
home care staff,
I needed them all
for roads travelled, 
laneways many,
tracks I've wandered,
sometimes dead ends
they've always been ....

Sweethearts for 
  many routines daily in
  different situations.
They're all different, and 
  have their ways, 
different brands of humours, 
different personalities.
Just to bend, go with the flow,
of who and how they are.
The beauty in that! 

I see them everyday,
so familiar, yet
never far from me,
Friendships enjoyed,
four years now, but 
  years before. 
I see them everyday,
always cheery, always upbeat,
lifting my mood, the mood.

they know me;
what I'm like,
what I like,
what I don’t,
my routines,
morning, evening,
the things of my day.

they help me to walk,
the confidence, courage
to keep going,
they help me to see a better day,
come so far,
can't go back, would be
to let them down.

they share of themselves,
to distract me,
set the mood for the day,
they will bring 
  their light,
their laughter,
their matter-of-fact,
their guidance, advice 
  in many ways. 

Carers come, carers go
Some we gel, 
others we don't, but 
  all so important to me, for 
  steps, laps, the journey,
the direction, the goal. 

a need, dependency, 
a new learning,
to look beyond,
to think tomorrow.

an independence held, 
determination driven,
a realisation dawning.
To consider the 
  distance I've made, but 
  so many others. 

Good people around me, 
this Stroke, Me, but 
  so many others too, 
to get this body going again. 
Together, we are a team!

They let themselves in, 
I can hear footsteps in the hall, 
which one?  I know their steps. 
they know me, know what I like.

Friends, a circle,
a bonding, a connection,
we look out for each other, 
our worlds drawn close.
Learning of their lives, 
of their families,
hearing their stories,
small glimpses of their 
  other clients.

Sweethearts 
(affectionately named), 
in my heart I love them all 
for what they've done.
see them everyday 
very dear to me, in their 
  familiarity, openness.

But me;
my routines, my life,
what I do,
how I do,
why I do,
all are sweethearts.


r.m.


© 2024 Richard M


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A broader view of interaction in community you wrote well.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Richard M

2 Months Ago

Thank you Arundass for reading and your comment.
Take care my friend.
Richard
Arundass TP

2 Months Ago

Welcome friend 😊

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Richard M
Richard M

Cowra , New South Wales , Australia



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