Watch the Care Giver

Watch the Care Giver

To watch the care giver is…
Merely inspiring
As she
Tucks someone into a blanket in her chair,
Fixes her hair
Gives her a hug…
And it tugs on your heart.

Holding Hands 2 re Care Giver -- Capture

To see the helpless sitting there
Wishing to go…somewhere,
Like they used to do,
Feeling lost, feeling alone…
Till along comes a care giver
And she gets a hug,
A kiss on the cheek

A smile…
Well that goes a mile.

Watch as he,
And sometimes it’s a he,
Going about daily duties,
Quiet and efficient,
Comes across a crier.
He stops, stoops over to her level,
And asks, what’s the matter?
And takes the time to chat
To soothe, to comfort,
To wheel her to her desired location…
To assure her that she is home
Or that her “Grand Hotel” stay here
Is giving her family a break
To clean the house,
But they’re never ‘apart’…
It warms the heart.

Watch as he helps a disabled gamer
Trying to flick the Bingo card button
When a number is called;
He guides the lame hand,
They flick the button,
And he says,
“There you are. Only three more numbers to go.”
And the gamer smiles and his eyes glitter,
And the care giver stays by his side…
And you feel a warm glow inside.

Watch the care giver as she
Combs a resident’s hair,
Gentle, with loving care,
As if the woman were her mother;
Perhaps dabs a sad tear from her eye.
Where does such compassion come from?
It will keep you warm from sunset to dawn.
Don’t you feel a tear coming on?

Compassion abounds
Even when tempers flare;
Level heads are always at hand
To quell an outburst;
To soothe a broken heart;
To help one over a feeling of loss;
To guide one feeling lost
And not knowing where to go
Or what to do.
Company is always there
When needed to salve a nerve rubbed bare.

Watch the care giver at work
And see
Compassion at its best,
Calming, soothing, caring…
The adjectives flow freely
As does the tender loving care.
Don’t it make you want to share?

See what care looks like.

I have seen such compassion at work
Every day
For three years now.
It is good to know that compassion does not end at the door when you finally have to drop your loved one at the care home.
Care. Small word. Huge hugs. Big comfort.

© hwbryce

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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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