A Long Term Care Facility

By Richard L. Provencher

Sat, 17 Dec 2011
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How great Thou art
a mother whispers His name
His presence remembered
she knows she’ll be going home soon.

Ears listening, eyes fixated
on the overhead light
green dress impacting the corridor

wheel chairs at attention in rows
scratches her leg as daily exercise

tummy seems full
dinner was – peas,
chicken and – potatoes, lettuce
was good too
and bread, with dessert of ice
cream, a cherry on top, red
like the setting sun.

© 2011 Richard L. Provencher
Website: www.wsprog.com/rp/

Certificate U
Poem
POETRY - A Passage of Motion 2
Spiritual

Comments

Submitted by scratch on
Well I guess I should comment because I came back for seconds and as far as I'm concerned that means there's something here worth looking at. I really enjoyed the structure of the final stanza, the metaphor was not strained as could so easily have happened in a piece like this. It never descends into sentimentality.

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
Your comment, Scratch, is very kind. I had the privilege of being a Municipal Home for Aged Administrator for six years in southern Ontario, and it was such a satisfying experience. RLP
Richard L. Provencher

Submitted by Cavalcader on
new Richard L.Prov Hello! Richard,great poem thought it had connections somewhere to life! Like you mention better we can help,more we can forget ourselves a bit. Maybe you will get that cherry! on the top! Well you certainly deserve it, a good helpful person. bless you and take care! cavalcaderl julie xx

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
Thank you so much, Julie, for your encouragement. Merry Christmas from my wife, Esther and I. RLP
Richard L. Provencher