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A burden

Contributed by LadyRose on Friday, 18th September 2009 @ 12:18:43 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Old and alone.
Can't help myself to the toilet.
Can't feed myself even.
Like a child I have become.
These nurses nurse me.
I am forever greatful.
My family?
Dont know where they are.......
My children,the ones I raised and took care of?
No where to be found.
They visited me once.....
I have been here for 15 years......
A burden I must be.
The way I lived my life with them....
......I never apologised
Now sitting in this home for the aged
just sitting around to die.
These nurses are the only people I see.
The only ones taking time out to take care of me.
Or are they just doing it cause they get paid for it?
I sit in my wheelchair and think.....
If I could live my life again,I would.
But here I am
Old and alone.
Nothing but a burden........




Copyright © LadyRose ... [ 2009-09-18 12:18:43]
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Re: A burden (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 18th September 2009 @ 12:55:08 PM AEST
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I have a myriad of thoughts that this poem invokes as my Mom and Aunt were both in a nursing home. It would probably be twelve paragraphs or more long.

So, I'll just leave it at this. I think I fear this more than anything...the fear of growing old and having to go to a nursing home and feeling like a burden.

You definitely touched at least me with this painful and sad write.

Thank you,

Tim


Re: A burden (User Rating: 1 )
by Puppy_dog_eyes on Friday, 18th September 2009 @ 02:51:22 PM AEST
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This really brings home the emptiness that so many people in their situation must feel.
The sad part is that death almost seems a welcome relief from life to them
We all grow old, hopefully more of us will grow old with someone to share it with

Steve


Re: A burden (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 19th September 2009 @ 06:00:15 PM AEST
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Gosh rose, this really tugs at the heart strings. I've been to
a couple old age homes, (volunteer stuff) to visit the agéd and
I was so disturbed by how some of them have just given up. You
know, I believe if one person, (just one) paid them heed and gave
them a reason to smile everyday, (with a short visit even), their
last few years on this earth could be glorious. (And don't they
deserve that?) Beautifully painful, my friend.

~ Breezy
(who is now sad)






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