`Good Morning, `Good Morning` I shout their name,
`Hello` I can shout for a while in vain,
Then a feeble voice will return my call,
This all happens while I`m still in the hall.
Putting the mail and milk in the kitchen,
I take the stairs two at a time then,
Put my face round the door with a cheery smile,
Letting them wake-up properly for a little while.
Up, washed and dressed is the next thing in line,
Telling them that the weather will be fine,
We use the zimmer and my steadying hand,
`Til safely in the stairlift their bum they land.
Down to ground level and a zimmer again,
Or if they`re steady, just a walking cane,
Into the easy chair for tea and toast,
Or whatever it is they fancy most.
The commode must be emptied at all cost,
I race up the stairs so no time is lost,
The bed must be made and the pillows fluffed,
I race down again and I`m still not puffed.
Breakfast over, the dishes must be done,
We laugh and joke and have a little fun,
Tidy round and make sure everything`s right,
The dishes dried and put out of sight.
Nearly forget, it`s Monday, bin man day,
Bin bag emptied and put out of the way,
Look round the kitchen, everything`s in place,
No mess for the next carer to face.
Chat and ask them what they will do today,
Fill in my sheet before I`m on my way,
Give them a laugh and always make them smile,
Keep them company if only for a while.
I look at my watch, it`s time for me to go,
They nod and smile `cause this they also know,
They sign my sheet then I can be on my way,
With a wave and a smile I say, `Have A Nice Day`.
Copyright © 2004
Elsie`s Poetry ~*~ Poet5170
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