Mary's Pride

Her hand trembled slightly

her feet were a little wobbly

as she tried to

stand up from her chair.

Old age comes at a price.

It wears and tears on the

mind, heart and body.

She was only trying to stand up

to have a look out her living room

window.

To see if her meals on wheels were

actually coming.

She wants to see if she could spot

their van.

With the bold print written

on the side of it.

Saying "Meals on Wheels".

As she was getting hungry.

The girl was lovely,

friendly and helpful

and always stayed for a chat

before she had to go again.

Mary was 90 years of age.

Lived alone.

And was so very grateful to that fact.

she was not put into some

care home to rot away quietly.

She loved living in her own home.

Reviews

[richieb]

Dawn,
Thank you for writing this poem. My mom is 85 and lives in her own apartment in a retiree village. She has a lap dog and loves her independence. I would hate to see her in a care facility. No one wants to be forgotten and treated as a prisoner. Your poem was touching and honest. Well done.
Peace,
Richie b.

[Onlyme]

Thanks richieb, That is so lovely to hear aboutyour mum. More power to her. hugs Dawn

[Coyote Poetry]

My dear Grandmother. Me, sister and mother rotated days. Grandma did not want the old folks home. She is gone now and I appreciate the time I spend with. Our mentors, our teachers, we must repay. They took care of us and we must take care of them. Thank you Dawn for sharing the amazing story in the poetry.
Coyote

[Onlyme]

I agree Coyote, I beleive we should respect our elders and do all we can for them. To make them happy in their own home. For as long as we can do. Thank you. Dawn.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Dawn and you are welcome.

[Richard M]

Bravo to Mary and many like her, for their courage and little victories day to day. I too, in my own situation, feel her struggle to be and just do! In the 80s, I was a driver for Meals On Wheels. It was heartbreaking, in some cases, to have to leave them. I then went on to co-ordinated the service, more heartbreaking stories. Thank you for sharing Mary's.

[Onlyme]

Thank you Richard for sharing your thoughts. I could understand how hard it was to leave the job behind. At close of day. As those souls would play on your mind and heart.