You Couldn't Make This Up: A Poem by Marina Florance

Found you dressed this morning,
sitting on the edge
of your home hospital bed
in your polka dot swimsuit.
You thought you were on hoilday,
but couldn't understand why
the pictures on your wall
were the very same as the ones
on your own bedroom wall.
You couldn't make this up,
I thought to myself;
you are funny, you make me laugh.
A heart that's in the right place
stays in the right place no matter
how muddled the mind.
You smile, laugh at yourself,
chatty, happy even.
It's going to be a good day, I think
as we change your polka dot swimsuit
for something slightly more suitable.

Written from experiences shared with me by my sister who cares for my mum.

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