Caregiver

You welcomed me into this world
Through your pain and with your love
Embraced me as I was
Unable to move and helpless

Weary myself from the push, struggle

Now I see you at 84,
Lying there in the dark,
Grimacing

And amber and green LED lights
Illuminate the night

Discomfort, we can see,
As you raise the washcloth to cover your face
So you can breathe more forcefully
as with LaMaze

I pray for Jesus to send his angels
To relieve your pain and show mercy
You are my Mary
You are His, too

What I've seen today is good
Yes, painful, but good
To see the five bearing the burden of one
As it crushes on our hearts

The sweet relief that we desire
Comes not from oxycodone
But from the slowed breathing
That accompanies the release of pain

That becomes peace