Poem: Complications and Opportunities
April 21, 2009 by John Hewitt
Complications and Opportunities
My mother fell and bruised her ribs
One more in a line of setbacks
We have learned to absorb
Some time had passed between bad news
Enough for us to think we were
Almost back to normal
Steps from bed to walker to cane
Steady over the summer months
But now each breath a task
Each breath a reminder that she
Has so much ground left to regain
Before we can relax
She is knitting potholders now
Working on her fine motor skills
But still mostly sleeping
She does not eat enough and she
Gets lightheaded dizzy fuzzy
Which is what made her fall
Nearly a year since this began
Such a long list of things gone wrong
So much to overcome
We get closer to fine and we
Look at how much we have been through
How much we have to lose
We still have time to give to this
We can still reach recovery
But slow so slow it goes
– J.C. Hewitt
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Oh my I thought she will never recover. Good thing she did recover. You are so good in making this “event” a rare good poem to read. My thumbs up!
Great poem and topic but a little stilted. Could flow better. Maybe the word ‘loss’ inserted here and there would help? In life you start out a healthy baby and then genetics and the world act on you in a series of losses imo. I don’t know if you would like to introduce this or not. It is just my opinion
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