A Fine Morning

On this fine sunny morning
she was excited to be standing
out by her fence where I
rarely saw her, only occasionally
seeing her in her conservatory
as I passed by on my way
to the local supermarket.

Her caregiver had arrived early
that morning to help her out
of bed, to shower, to dress.
Now ready for the day she
felt energised, walked out
of her conservatory, across
the grass, over to the fence.

She spoke happily, excitedly
enjoying outside air, sunshine.
Visitors go to her conservatory,
elderly friends, middle aged
children teen aged grandchildren.
She wants more company still.

Visitors help her to forget how
her body devours itself,
cancer tentacles through
her lungs, kidneys, turns
her spine to honeycomb.

Her voice is husky
she gasps for breath
in spite of the tube
taking air to her nose.

Her mind is sharp and clear.

Previously published August 2017.

A Fine Morning

2 thoughts on “A Fine Morning

    1. Yes it was said. I used to see visitors going in and out, so I knew she was well supported. But still she wanted more visitors so I was sure she also wanted them to take her mind off what was happening to her. She had been used to an active and social life for sure.

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