Here I lie in bed again, Awaiting my next meal.
A worker barges in my room, As if it's no big deal.
What ever happened to courtesy? Just a little knock.
Poems for when a Loved One is Sick
When a family member has an illness, the entire family can be affected. The way that the illness is dealt with has an affect on the entire family. Some mothers or fathers feel that it is best to discuss the illness as little as possible with their children because they don't want to worry them. This can often have the opposite effect. Because the children know something is going on, but they don't know what, it often feels more scary for them. It is often best to give them as much information as they ask for. In this way they will feel part of what is going on.
21 Poems About Sickness and Pain
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Here I lie in bed again, Awaiting my next meal.Featured Shared Story
I too worked as a CNA for 15 plus years and then I choose to do private home health care. I always respected my residents and my private clients and demanded that everyone else did. They each...
I see the sadness in your eyes,
The times that you are knowing
What's happening to your wondrous mind,
The symptoms you are showing.Featured Shared Story
Memories! I was 53, he 54 when the complications of Alzheimer's took him. At his prime as an exporter, his secretary fell for him. I left and visited Canada for 3 months, but on my return,...
She's trapped inside the prison walls
That used to be her mind.
The woman that she used to be,
Has long been left behind.Featured Shared Story
Would love to read some of your experiences. I am currently caring for and have two care givers looking after my 80 year old mother.
Who do you see lying there,
As you hold his wrist in your hand?
I see what you see, but I know who I know
My brother, your patient, the man.Featured Shared Story
It tells a touching and moving story using tight, easily readable stanzas. That's a rare combination. Nicely done!
she was strong.
It was herFeatured Shared Story
This is very similar to my younger sister. About 2 years ago she was really sick. I look back on pictures of her before she was diagnosed (T1D) and I can't believe I didn't notice something...
Each day you come and see me, I wonder who you are.
You seem so happy to sit beside me and give away your time.
As you tell me stories, I sit there in a dreamlike state of mind.
I don't know if I knew you, so many memories have passed me by.
My mind is not what it once was:
wilting like a rose.
One thing you must remember:
this is not the life I chose.Featured Shared Story
Sometimes you just NEED a break. My parents' assisted living center is short on staff, and I'm trying to be there more. Last night I fed them BOTH and then (with my horrible back with tumors...
The clarity of my mind has faded.
Those vibrant thoughts, slowly washed away.
Memories once so strong, are now so distant.
Names of those I held so dear, escape me now.Featured Shared Story
I and (I'm guessing many hundreds of thousands of) others know exactly what you mean first-hand.
I look in the mirror and the person I see
Is someone who used to be me.
That person was strong and healthy, rarely ill,
And her energy was endless; she never sat still.Featured Shared Story
Sorry to hear that, Paul. Keep your head up, and I would love to hear more of your poetry and share some of your future journey. Sharing helps. Keep fighting
11. In His Hands
I heard some bad news today, something that made me scared,
Today I found out my dad has cancer; it was something I had always feared.
I knew many people that passed away because of this evil cell,
Yet I know of some that beat it, and of course turned out well.Featured Shared Story
I have a friend. Her 8-year-old girl is diagnosed with a brain tumor. I want a poem to comfort her and tell her everything will be fine. This will be her second operation. She is still young.
When the time came again to visit her there,
He'd feel that dark sense of despair.
He could already picture her sweet, gentle face,
Marred by that sad, empty stare.Featured Shared Story
My fiance and the love of my life had passed from cancer one year ago. My heart is forever scared, but I must go on with my life and raise my four-year-old daughter.
My eyes glistening with tears,
But not yet fallen.
I'm crying, but they're silent tears.
I'm crying on the inside so you are unable to seeFeatured Shared Story
My dad had epilepsy, and i remember waking up in the middle of the night to hear him crying because of his seizures, because he had accidentally hurt one of us. As a kid I was always having...
14. My Father
My father is ill
And fading away
Still here for a while
And a few more daysFeatured Shared Story
This made me cry, such a great poem. My dad has multiple sclerosis and has lived in a nursing home for 16 years. I'm only 20 so almost my whole life he has been in there. I know once he dies...
Suffering up close is so different from afar,
it's the supreme test in life,
to show what strengths there are.
Featured Shared Story
Dear Melissa, I am so sorry it took me so long to reply to you. I am sorry for the loss of your father, my heart goes out to you. I wrote "Suffering Up Close" after my precious mother passed...
16. A Forgotten Life
She resides in a home, sits in a chair,
Nothing to bother her, make her worry or care.
Caretakers to help her wash and dress,
Doing all that they can not to cause her distress.Featured Shared Story
Hello. I can so relate to what you have said. and of course more than what you have said. My Dad got dementia when he was 83. He wouldn't accept that he needed help and I would take weeks...
17. My Pain
You try to understand
But I don't want you to
I don't think you can comprehend
The pain that I go through.Featured Shared Story
Your poem touched me, after reading this you have been in my prayers. It's almost been nine months that I've been sick, in and out of hospitals my whole eighth grade year. Everyday in...
18. Let Me Go
Let me go, release me like a flying kite.
Let me go, let me fade, like day turns to night.
Watch me sink, like the deep orange setting sun.
For 'twas a sunset of dreams I once provided for everyone.
O Grandma, O Grandma, don't ever give up hope.
All you family and friends are learning to cope.
Please stay strong and never stop praying.
You will get better soon; that's what everyone is saying.Featured Shared Story
Beautiful poem. I love it. One of my favorite poems on this website.
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