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.
Sickness and pain, suffering is so hard
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.
Sick Children and Parents Poems
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Poem From Patient To Hospital Staff
Here I lie in bed again, Awaiting my next meal.Featured Shared Story
Wow! Beautiful Poem. I needed a poem for my English class. This right here is phenomenal. I volunteer at a hospital, so I work and see a lot of these patients. This poem has reminded me to...
Finding Out Dad Is Sick
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.
Poem About When A Loved One Has Alzheimer's
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
For the first time in my life I came face to face with the struggle of Dementia. My mother was quiet about the reality of her daily life caring for the man she married over 60 years ago. She...
Poem About Life With Epilepsy
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...
Grandpa I love you and I always will.
It makes me so sad to see you so sick,
I wonder why you were god's pick?
maybe because you were such a good man ...Featured Shared Story
My grandad is currently in hospital with a worsening case of cancer! it isn't certain he is going to die but he is not it a good place at all! We live far away and I don't see him often at...
Prayer For A Mother Who Is Sick
If I had one last wish to make it would have to be,
that God would heal my mom and give her pain to me.
For I've never seen my mom hurt so bad in all my life,
I'd do anything and everything to take her pain and strife.Featured Shared Story
To my mother, Virginia Galvan, from her firstborn. I love you, Mommy, and I pray to God that you will be all right. I pray that he will be with you and make you strong like the person he...
Poem About Losing A Mother While She Is Alive
You're the shell of the person I once knew.
When I talk, I know you can hear,
But I barely feel your spirit lingering near.
Featured Shared Story
I hear what you are saying. It hurts a lot I know. When I was born my mothers lung both collapsed and when the doctor put a tube of oxygen into her lungs, it had golden staff on it. For the...
I did not find my hero till the sunset of my life.
He did not come on a white horse with armor shining bright.
He simply was born in the wee hours of the morn.
He came to fill my life with a glorious loving light.Featured Shared Story
My grandmother wrote this poem when we found out my little cousin Nicholas had leukemia when he was very little. Nicholas is now 14 years old and thankfully not had any signs of it returning....
Diagnosed With Parkinson's Disease
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
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