| Your family was searching, For someone with great care. Someone who could take care of you, When they could not be there. This person had to be special, Have commitment and also be willing. To become a mother to their mother, And feel what you were feeling. Thank God they found me, You were such a blessing to me indeed. It was such an honor, To tend to your every need. It never was just a job to me, I loved you as my own for sure. I never knew when I began, My need would be as great as yours. I would clean your house, Just like you did when you could. You would smile at me in approval, And you knew I understood. I would lead you to the kitchen, Every morning for awhile. I'd tell you funny stories, Just to see you smile. Then, you gave up the couch, And had to take up the hospital bed. I would sit there for hours, Holding your hand and rubbing your head. The days were getting shorter, To leave you was so unfair. It had gotten to the point, Where I felt I had to be there. You were slipping away from us, Day by day we could see. It was during this time I had realized, Just how lonely I was going to be. I knew when I left that Friday, Monday you would be gone. I came back over the weekend, To assure you to be strong. Then finally when you succumbed, To the Angel of Death, I knew. A part of me died as well, And that part you took with you. There's hardly a day that passes, I don't stop and remember. Back to the days we shared, Till you left the 28th of September.... Debbie Dodson March 05, 2000 |
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