Who cares for the carer?
“Who cares for the carer?” I hear you say,
‘Their day blends with night and then night becomes day,
The cooking, the cleaning, the hospital trips,
The changing, the bathing, wiping food from his lips’
The meltdown, the tears…. so hard to endure,
What keeps them from walking straight out of the door?’
I’ll tell you what stops me from leaving each day,
And what gets me through when I don’t want to stay,
It begins with an ‘I’ and ends with an ‘e’,
It’s a power, a force, emanating from me,
An empathic heart, a gift from above,
I do this, my friend, in the name of LOVE.