A Poem for Eleanor

By Richard L. Provencher

Wed, 20 Mar 2019
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She’s a precious lady

this dear one with

many nursing home friends  

who love her. Their 

chats joining laughter

in a gallop along the hallways.

Pals with family memories

such as a child in need of shoes.

 

Momma always said Jesus

would look after you if ever lonely.

Well now she is -- and fearful.

So was Jesus in Gethsemane

the garden where he prayed

as His apostles slept—

And Jesus still loved them

the same as He loves you too.

 

 

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Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on

 

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Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you, Richard. I had seen it, but hadn't decided on a suitable reply! I hope to print it out very big, and take it to her soon. I hope it will touch her spirit when worried muddled up memories feel overwhelming, and help her to let go, and trust, whatever the real or imagined fear. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on

Thank you for your nice thoughts, R. I was afraid you had missed it on my Reply. My dad's mom was very lucid at 100. Ask your mom to carefully read it then give her honest opinion. No leading. I have the poem layered -- sort of 3-d. Cheers from Richard 

Richard L. Provencher