I Never Thought: But let’s dance

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I Never Thought: But he’s a hoot

And I’m Glad

I never thought that I’d retire him into a home
I swore I’d keep him here with me right up until the end
and he would never roam. But when it came right down to it.
I was left to intuit that now indeed that time had come.

And so I put him there, into another home,
To live among the strangers there, I told him to beware
The nurses might just take a liking to his charm
And he would soon forget about that little woman me.

Well much to my surprise and much to my delight,
That cussed buzzard did in fact charm everyone,
And all the little nurses doted on my man;
And even in my visits, he entertained them all—

He sang to them and told them jokes that turned their faces red,
And they applauded him and they all asked for more,
Till head nurse had to step right in and send them back to work.
I was embarrassed, yes, and yet, it was such a joy to see.

For my man, in patient’s gown, would get up and do a dance
And the patients and the nurses all would do a little prance,
And laughter filled the room and filled my man with glee,
And content was I, for this was how he was when he was home with me.

So I give my thanks and I take to heart for this magic bit of time,
This glimpse I see of him, the the man I’ve always loved.
For as long as he’s like this, the longer he’s with me,
And the longer will he live, and the longer HE will be.

Although I never thought I’d shove him in a home,
It brought back the best of him, the impish little clown;
So as long as happiness is his, then happiness is me,
And while I never thought of it, it is the best that it can be.

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Judge at 6th Rabindrinath Tagore Awards - International - English Poetry Contest Author of Ann, A Tribute, and Chasing a Butterfly, A story of love and loss to Acceptance with the poetry of Alzheimer's and poetry for everybody. Appears in anthologies in Canada, US, India, Mexico and Bolivia. Poetry in Ekphrastic Review and NWriteers International Networeworld Review. Member of Federation of BC Wrters, Royal City Literary Society, and Holy Wow Poets Canada. Member Writers International Network: Distinguished Poet, Distinguished writer.
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