A Rose in Blossom
By Richard L. Provencher
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A whisper above her wheel chair
creates its own world.
Later on, she’ll remember
He was here, an hour, perhaps
a week ago, Alzheimer’s
digging roots.
She’ll be gone soon
from the nursing home, eyes
fixated on the overhead lighting
her green dress an impact
in the room, wheel
chair at attention, scratching
her leg, routine.
Tummy seems full, dinner
was---peas, no
chicken, potatoes cut
into little hunks, good too
she thinks, and
bread with dessert, ice cream
a cherry on top,
red like the setting sun.
Tilts her head, attentive
to One voice calling, knowing
she’ll be going home soon.
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Sympathetically written,
Sympathetically written, Richard. Loved the last stanza. Rhiannon
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What a beautiful poem. 'A
What a beautiful poem. 'A cherry on top, red like the setting sun'. What a beautiful parallel. Really liked this.
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Excellent write from you here
Excellent write from you here Richard, so tender and well observed. And a cherry on top of the poem as well as the ice cream. Well done.
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Really liked this, Richard.
Really liked this, Richard. As Rhiannon said - sympathetically written.
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A plaintive and expressive
A plaintive and expressive poem, Richard, Well done.
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All those acutely observed
All those acutely observed details create such a moving poem.Made my heart fill up.
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