WHEN COMETH THE AIDE?
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Monday morning phone call,
Aide will be later…
When they call and change the schedule
It makes less of a crater!
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I really shouldn’t complain
But that’s what poets do…
The service I had with a different V.N.A.
Meant their “one” became a “two”.
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Weekends were worst of all
Five towns had just one nurse…
The thing about being homebound was
You accepted who came first!
–Jonathan Caswell
WAS THAT THE WIND????
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Howling outside, amid Spring-time sun,
Sounds like a winter windy blast
Whipping ’round the building with Spring-time here at last,
Strikes an awful note that it’s not done!
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Hearing this howl is like a sudden warning
New England weather changes frequently…
Our second spring cold snap to cover up the flowers,
Warmer weather’s due eventually!!!!
–Jonathan Caswell
A CORDUROY SKIRT AND JACKET
(sing to THE YELLOW ROSE OF TEXAS)
A corduroy jacket
And skirt are going to be
The next sewing project
My love does, you see…
She’ll make it from material
That cost a lot of “dough”
But I do like the pattern
And will love her in it so!
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Oh, the patterned blue fabric,
A fancy corduroy…
Is worth the glow in her eyes
When I paid for this joy;
She’ll have her new sewing machine
Which I guess I’ll set up too,
And help her with the making of
Until the set is through!
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We can’t afford to hire help
Except for a tip or two,
This pattern cost a lot to get
But she’s not feeling blue…
Except to say my illness brought
Her project to a halt,
Just taking over for her love
She did not find me fault.
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My BLUE SAPPHIRE OF JOHNSBURG (see Archives!)
Is the best one for me,
She takes up the slack I bore
And responsibility…
The least I can do for my love
Is allow a corduroy bolt,
To help her smile a good long while
And scamper like a colt! 😀
–Jonathan Caswell
MALLORY’S REHAB. HUSTLE
Mallory, small and trim,
Became very special to him…
Always pert
And quick at work,
Small package with vigor and vim!
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On her shift she’s boss,
Nothing unnecessarily tossed…
Her patient care
Is beyond compare,
Efficient with no excess cost.
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Welcome wherever she goes,
One of those nursing heroes…
Two hundred percent,
All of it spent
On smiles for amputated toes.*
–Jonathan Caswell
* especially mine!
By the Mighty Mumford 