Night Drone

Parts of me lay scattered around now Wailing and misery from the nursing home A cup of ice water Maybe a spoon of ice cream My only attempt to sooth her Nights uninterrupted seem Like a spaceship entering another realm Rushing to the phone Pleading for relief Frantic, I call for the night nurse Calling back in 30mn praying for A calm voice My day planned to scour groceries And deli's Hoping for the perfect creation Or taste she craves Updates from her care team Always the same hated word Declining My girls secretly know A picture of my grandchildren Brings a smile to the corners Of her mouth My car knows the short drive to her A fast-entry spot awaits Peaking at her daily letters to dad 18 years, everyday the same first line "My darling, I love you, I miss you Please bring me home" A dozen journals, now stacked By my bed The quiet of the night drones on Your home now Mom And forever in my heart "Hold a place for me mom"...... 06/12/24 2:08 am Mom transitioned 06/05/24