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Nursing Home memories - Room mates I
Old Harry, Hungry
Elder Harry was happy
Excited to eat, like a child versus old
Cookie was first stuffed, eagerly eating
Following was rest of his dinner
Pasta, was told
First, sharp loud coughing from Harry was sounding
Splashing vomit erupting following with flows
With no one there warning
‘Hey everybody, better hold closed your mouth
And hold fast your nose’.
Like a shot out of darkness
Any extra food up, and out was thrown
Leaving none left to swallow
As poor Harry groaned
With loud coughing as chorus
Carrying the river…
Churning projectiles
Filled up back Harry’s plate as he moaned
While I, right there by him
Hearing, not seeing the ruckus
Made a very quick exit
In the closing off of my fertile mind...
Thankful for other’s actions
Relieving my duty…
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I looked once again at my plate
Suddenly not hungry, a sign...
No cookie for me
Thus sent back to the kitchen
With full plate not eating
No longer wanting food to send.
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And now, I eat much faster
While Harry still looks at his plate…
If one of us is slower
Won’t be me hearing Harry’s mistake.
Copyright ©
Brian Rusch
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