Short Caregiver Poems
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Caregiver, full of love.
Heart on her sleeve.
Exudes optimism.
Robust disposition.
Yearns to learn.
Lad producer in trio.
Time heals and destroys;
such a suttle of caregiver
brings forgetfulness
demonically toxic
paradoxical monster.
how much farther?
are we there yet?
novice caregiver heard giggling
probably the old hag at the end
spying on the family
she should have retired years ago
no sense of humor thought hag
When pets start acting out of character
Different to their normal routine as their caregiver
Sends out a signal
You're in a pickle
A visit to the vet is definitely in the picture
I am sitting
In my electric wheelchair
Attached to the oxygen tank
In the old age home
Thinking about sex
I think
Therefore I still am
And maybe
Just maybe
With God’s help
I’ll get lucky
Being a caregiver to a person with
Mental illness has its challenges
With daily ups and downs of
Dealing with their issues
But the most important thing
Is to protect your mental health
Because you come first
Custodian of love
Holder of heart
Guardian of secrets
Catcher of dreams
Guarantor of trust
Protector of spirit
Defender of honour
Caregiver of soul
Guiding hand
Husband to me
Lighthouse Keeper
Living on the river is fine if she will deliver
Most of the time she is a benevolent caregiver
But she has her abrupt fits of anger and frustration
Resulting in a sudden, sodden over hydration
But that suits me just fine and I will always forgive her
Mother
Most splendoured caregiver
Main pillar of support
Million mouths crave her meals
Martyrs life if need be
Measure of love so large
Makes one feel very tall
Mortal version of God!
Contest Pleiades M
Date April 20 2017
Angelic, Benevolent, Caregiver
Determined, Energetic, Friendly
Generously Helped Indigenous Juveniles
Kindhearted, Loving, Merciful
Nursed Older Patients
Quintessential, Remarkable, Samaritan
Tremendous,Unending, Vigor
Wholeheartedly Xenial
Youthfully Zealous
Coming and going as a cloud,
My sweet,
Down pouring-
When I am in thirst,
You are the wind,hugging me when it sweats,
Again tying me up with Sun rays,when it's cold,
In a world no one to take care,yes, where? no other,
You are the caregiver for me like a mother!
What do you want to be, little boy?
I want to be caring and giving
No, no, no: WHAT do you want to be?
You know, like a pilot or something
I already told you: caring and giving...
Yes, all of us have to make a living
But this child's answer I'm hereby forgiving
I had a dog. It did not behave.
I took it back to the shelter.
I got a cat.
It hissed at me.
I kicked it out.
Dumped it in the country.
Not caring it was pregnant.
We tried to have a child for four years.
Took in a foster child, but it ran away.
Twice.
We are trying to adopt now.
My grandpa was a drinking man
he never lost a dealer’s hand
we hired a caregiver
to tend his bad liver
from bottle and table he’s banned
He tried to sneak drink and a game
and was feeling the stare of fame
drew a royal flush
his liver turned to mush
his game will never be the same
No one understands,
All except you,
My love, and bestfriend,
Who my heart belongs to.
You are my caregiver.
You are my strength.
The light in my day,
And the moon in my wake.
I promise you infinity
I’ll give you all of me,
I am the chest,
You are my key
I’m deeply in love with you
Your why my skies are blue
Lord, grant me peace within this day,
make each thought be undefiled.
Let your light only illuminate my way,
so when stress comes I won’t be riled.
Sometimes I forget that I’m not alone,
then I see your hand reaching out to me.
As today’s issues make themselves known,
I’ll instantaneously think of thee.
Reprogramming my mind.
No longer a caregiver,
from now on I shall be overseer.
My words the whip,
these daily tasks a cotton field
of sorts. This child shall feel
calluses on his hands
as he pushes himself
from a lowly existence and
pursues happiness like a
homeless man who missed it.
From embryo to prince,
from idea to fruition, boy to man,
he is my mission.
I watched my sister fading away.
She did as she was told
Day after miserable day.
Do this, don't do that,
It's bad for you, good for you,
Mustn't get fat.
Could Nurse Ratched not see
The harm that she caused?
The pain she inflicted
Gave me pause.
Play by the rules,
Sound advice for some fools,
But not for this one.
I make my own laws,
Simply because
I have no wish
To live forever.
My husband is having his second total hip joint replacement tomorrow, February 6, 2018. He is wanting to get it done so he will be healed in time to get his garden going. We need your prayers again for his healing for me to hold it together while I look after him. It is not easy on him and it is not easy on me as the caregiver.
Thanking you ahead of the prayers for the prayers.
Sara
Black coffee for sunny mornings and hangovers,
or with the rich cream of a female ungulate caregiver.
A quick Danish for the tardy to arrive,
crispy bacon for first responders.
Duck fat in the skillet fry’s anything better -
let’s it slide off a plate.
Wipe tongues with Oolong,
Be sure to keep a store of nuts and berries.
Chocolates and red wine restores blasé taste buds.
Keep writing love menus.
She cares for butterflies, birds, grasshoppers and a curly tailed squirrel.
Watches the ground as storms come unleashed and danger unfurl.
She is caregiver to the produce, animals, and components of the forest.
Her compassion, strength and loveliness is spread out before us.
She is the willow, the oak, the elm, the hickory, the hemlock too.
She stands by us season after season, for it is what a goddess would do.
Hero of Marine World
Super
Grouper
The Disabled One
The shrimp -
A gimp
Electrocuted
Haddock
Had shock
When Sea Runs Dry
Salmon
Famine
Her Musical Fish
Faye’s carp
Plays harp
Great News
Found ‘yer
Flounder
Fish Caregiver
Caring
Herring
Because They Deserve It
Harass
The Bass
A clammy Make-over
More glam
For clam
You Just Missed Him
Gone clam
On tram
Blissful
Introvert, Wanderer, Daydreamer, Caregiver
Daughter of Carolyn, Sister of Susan, Mr. Peabody's Mom
Lover of the sound of rain, comfy slippers, and my husband's smile
Who feels imperfect, inquisitive, and impulsive
Who fears icy roads, large bugs, and dentists
Who would like to see compassion, common sense, and gratitude
Resident of the verdant Northwest
Bookworm
1/27/19
For Writing Challenge 2, Bio Form
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Emotionally,
a wordsmith, caregiver, plant tender, embroiderer;
enjoy studying esoteric astrology, being in nature and dancing,
daydream of owning land, living remotely, publishing.
Sadness lives in me over global greed, power thirst, cruelty,
I fear Burger King's king, public speaking, being alone when old;
wish I could promote self-love, peace and forgiveness for all,
resident of the human condition as God's child.
Intuitive ....
As we sat in his hospital room,
watching "The Young & Restless", waiting
for the doctor of no good news,
"Corinne and me," he said, "We're
the old and useless." Then he wept to think
in the caregiver home, she'd be
asking "Where is George?"
He wouldn't leave her, ever, and
so he didn't. Later, at home, down by
the garage, affairs in order, one bullet
for her; another for him, real quick,
so she wouldn't have time to wonder
"Where is George?