Thank you to Salford writer, Jo Williams, for sharing this poem to celebrate Carers Week. For more information on Carers Week, click here.
She does a brilliant job of managing
as I can be rather challenging.
My hearing isn’t always defective
it can often be selective.
My forgotten dentures grin from the glass
she doesn’t mind, we both just laugh.
And she always discretely chooses
to ignore my many bodily noises.
My teeth, my feet, my joints, my bowels
anyone else would throw in the towel!
She takes me to my medical appointments
massages my limbs and applies my ointments.
She reminds me when I forget
and soothes me when I fret.
Caring is not just words, its action
and it comes from real compassion.
I thank with just a look, a squeeze of the hand
that’s all she needs, she understands.
She is the best of medicines, the finest of drugs,
not on prescription, given with love.