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28 April 2012

The Trouble Is Almost Over

Today his daughter and I
went together to look at two 
potential homes for him. 

We rejected the glamorous
up-market one with the formal air
for the old building, the laughter,
the residents’ vegetable patch,
the assistant manager whose eyes
grew wet too when I cried.

If we had dogs instead of cats,
I could take them to visit
(provided they had 
their vaccinations).
Anyway, a dog and a cat 
live there already. And 
I can bring him back here
to visit our cats and me. 
It’s just five minutes away!

He can take his own comfy chair. 
Peeping into rooms, we saw 
walls hung with photos
and favourite paintings,
personal bookshelves,
collections of souvenirs.

We told him all about it. At first 
it’s just for a try; then, if he likes it....
His face cleared. He started to smile.

April PAD Challenge #27: ‘The Trouble Is ..’

Also submitted for Poets United's Poetry Pantry #98


  1. That is such a hard thing. You've captured it very well.

  2. Oh kiddo, you are walking through the days when one must have a warrior heart, at the same evincing gentleness and reassurance. We are sending you both love and support across the miles. I am glad you are writing your way through. Such a transition, such adjustment. Your husband is brave. He smiled.

  3. It is hard but also the reality of life for a number of people. It takes a lot of adjustment and I wish you and your family well.

  4. I have an elderly father and presently he is doing well but before my mother died it quite saddened me that her once sharp memory had started to fade. Hoping it all comes out well for your family and what is decided.