Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Stroke poem

When it Rains

Since hubby had a stroke
Had three flat tires
A cracked windshield
A hacked computer
A clogged toilet

Because of God,
when I am weak
I am strong.
See me flex
my muscles.

Monday, August 14, 2017

August 14, 2017

Van full of equipment
Wheelchair, bath chair, commode rails
Hoping they won’t grow old at my house

August 13, 2017

Discreet Goodbyes

The nurses looked a little teary
When they said their goodbyes
Wheeled him to our van, waiting
But when he pulled out the urinal
They went back in commenting
About watering the bushes

August 12, 2017

Prayer Meeting

Being prayed for in Jesus’ name
By a group of brothers and sisters
In the presence of the Holy Spirit
Like taking a soothing bubble bath
My mind and soul are squeaky clean

August 11, 2017

Helping hubby since his stroke
Do his bathroom duties
For better or for worse
Not what I had in mind
But it’s okay

August 10, 2017

Justin takes a bath
Squirts me with his bath buddies
Wipe off my laptop

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

Poetic Asides money

Someone hacked me who is cruel.
No, I’m not in Istanbul.
I need no money or your pity,
No sick aunt in New York City.
I do have a hubby who had a stroke,
but don’s send money, we’re not broke.