Poetry: Love is In the Details

This poem is inspired by a dream snippet that appeared before me on the morning of May 3, 2020.  I dedicate this poem to all caregivers who do their duties with love and always go the extra mile:

Daughter could have slid momma’s feet into a bedroom slipper.

Instead she placed them lovingly into white patent leather flats and

tenderly slid the ankle straps into each golden buckle

to ensure they were not too tight around momma’s leg.

She could have forced a loose smock over the old woman’s

tiny frame.

Instead she picked out the prettiest lace dress

with tiny buttons in front, that squeezed into loops.

Daughter tied the waist bow, which

added flair to the outfit’s style.

Earlier Momma had shown her smile was still beautiful as she bit into

a piece of lightly buttered wheat toast and enjoyed

the scrambled egg white and turkey bacon daughter

had so lovingly prepared for her.

Now they were off to the market to find the perfect

lavendar bath beads for momma’s evening ritual washing, that she

thoroughly enjoyed before daughter put her to bed and she

faded off into dream land, snuggled in her favorite white, fabric-softened comforter.

Rev. Renee

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