Ode To Carers | A Poem By ChristaJune 8, 2018 News
As you all know
We as Carers play a very special role
In the Veteran’s life…
And do we ever go on strike? No….
But all the jobs we do, which we shouldn’t
And who wouldn’t say yes, to those begging old eyes
But those old eyes are also very wise
Because they know how they can manipulate us at times!
Do we get rewarded with presents oh so groovy?
Would we not all prefer a free ticket to a movie?
But no, a stylish blouse from the last century
And if you protest “it is far too big!!”
You will hear… “Oh, no dear, it just perfectly fits
Just made for you”, well…
You just say thank you, what else can you do?
Our drawers are filling up left, right and center
A handbag with seashells
A homemade toilet roll holder
Padding for your shoulders
Dollies that could decorate a whole castle
A self painted flower pot with green plaster
And so on, goes the list
Aren’t those presents such ‘bliss’!!!
…and.. talking about those misunderstandings on the telephone line
Not easy when you are so short of time
“who is there?” and you repeat your name for the umtienth time
The voice in the background asks “who is it love?, and Indian again on the line?”
Stories are repeated and the same photos shown many times
… and… we all have to agree that we are in debt up to our ears
To those sweet old dears
Those numerous cups of coffee or tea
Including biscuits or a slice of cake for free
Lastly, let’s look again at our job description…
“Care Workers wanted for a special mission!!”