Step mother called yesterday
My dad, he is in a bad way
He’s very weak, here is the scoop
He cannot stop, he has to poop
Admit to hospital, have test
story not over, here’s the rest
Brother and I to hospital stop
Go to visit and cheer our pop
Where’s my wife, in panic, he asks
She left last night to run some tasks
Said she would return, but has not
Called home and cell, but all for naught
Sister hospital gives a call
Step mother, her health, had a fall
She was rushed, emergency room
In different hospital to her gloom.
Infection, lack of insulin
That is the thing that did her in.
Of he of her, and her of he,
My dad once said these words to me.
Getting old, not for the feeble.
Need energy to be able,
To keep your spouse healthy and hale,
So they’ll be there when your health fail.
– – June Nash