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Bless Her

Bless me back to Ol’ Mississippi
Calling on the phone is Helen Tippie
She’s a nurse byootiful, suitable, and something exquisite
All her patients love her and can’t wait for that next visit;
But we be sending best hopes for that man of hers—
What’s going down is a sad bad curse;
With wishes and prayers that he gets all better
Cause he’s a lovely man, like an Irish setter.
And now let’s end this poem all quick and nifty
Gotta take this call from Helen Tippie—
“Whassup, madear?”

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Toughest Case

Katja Bunche Starlight
Was being VERY ILL-BEHAVED,
Lying still in bed was not
Behavior that she craved.

A fairy of quiet, keen intellect,
A caregiver for all the land,
But LISTEN TO HER NURSE (?!),
Nope, not even when illness was at hand.

ALL HER CREW at work,
(And family members clued in),
Prayed for her to REST,
TO RECOVER so as to MEND.

Johnny Hunckee Beekeeper,
With LOVE AND CARE on his face,
Tended to his darling Katja,
Knowing that this was his TOUGHEST CASE.

He knows all whys and wherefores,
And most answers he could find,
But how on Earth can you get
A Caregiver Fairy to quiet her mind?

Sally Gossamer Wingstep
Came with sage words for her cousin;
Flying thru the Beesting Window,
Knowing it was ok to buzz in.

“An olde fairy who once lived so brightly,
Shared these words so true:
No matter how aloof anyone seems
Everyone will always need you.”

So, Sally passed this on to Katja:
You owe it to all who care and love you,
Listen to your nurses and REST QUIETLY,
So you can RETURN HEALTHY, HALE, AND TRUE.

Katja Bunche Starlight
Was being VERY WELL-BEHAVED,
(Tho’ lying still in bed was still not
Behavior that she craved).

Johnny Hunckee Beekeeper,
With LOVE AND CARE on his face,
Tended to his darling Katja,
Knowing that here was the SWEETEST PLACE.

Other Side Of The Coin

Passing thru this life of insufficient glee
I wonder how much better it’d be if she
Would curl up in this place of scarred gloom
And help till some space for love to bloom.
How terrible to be caught in our webs of woe
Lacking energy enough for any friendship to grow;
Get up, reach up, and take this simple, offered hand—
Time for Wine and Smiles and Joy to make a stand!
Yes, a loss is a loss, a stern truth we all know,
But look to the other side of the coin: it’ll show
That we all go on, we all will move forward in the end,
And if you feel you’d like some help, I’d love to be your friend.