Notes About The Poem
This poem was written as a response to the confusion and exhaustion that caregivers feel when someone they love dies.

Hospice

Her hands shook
as they wheeled
him away.
Had his lips
been dry? 
Had his body
ached? 
Had he longed
for a touch
against his
fragile skin? 
Could she
have done more
to relieve
his pain? 
Could she
have loved him more, 
needed him more, 
begged him more
to stay? 
Her head swam
in the deafening silence
of guilt and sorrow
as she
buried herself
for feeling
relief.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Promise Avatar
December 10, 2017 at 10:10 PM
It is trying to serve parents alone when they become helpless. Other appropriate trained persons tend to make us feel helpless ourselves because we can no longer do what they do. Your poems are sad and speak the truth.!
A   Avatar
January 10, 2015 at 10:54 PM
Rachel, Congratulations on having your poem featured on Poetry Soup's Home Page. Always & Forever ~LINDA~
Suzadail Jr. Avatar
May 5, 2013 at 7:54 PM
My brothers and I had so many questions as my Dad spent his last night in Hospice. I left an hour before he passed and thought I should have stayed a while longer. This touches.
Merryman Avatar
January 19, 2013 at 9:03 PM
I enjoyed reading your poem, Rachel. Very good work. Love, Kim
George   Avatar
January 19, 2013 at 6:00 PM
I know this scene all too well, Maria. This touched my very deeply. Also, I thank you for your kind comments on my poem 'Violin'. Elaine
San Juan Avatar
January 10, 2013 at 9:04 PM
sad.....that is why we have to show more care to those we love.
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