I sit everywhere; I sit at the foot of your bed
watching the strings of your nightgown
move up and down,
I watch the RN’s feed you downstairs
where you so often
blank out in front of the t.v.
I watch you sit on the couch
with a children’s sewing card in your lap,
similar to the one you used to teach me
when I was little and unable
to take care of myself.

01/18/2006

Posted on 01/18/2006
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