I’m a prisoner in my own home-
Because from there I cannot roam!
Unless with my mate I do stray-
He has to be with me everyday!
Even if it’s a cup of sugar I need-
We both go to the store to do the deed!!!
Together we rise & get dressed-
All day long togetherness is a test!!
We finish dinner, all day I have been a nurse-
He won’t get in bed unless I’m there first!
He gets up 2 or 3 times a night-
If I don’t, I clean the floor in the morning light!
This isn’t fun – no one said it would be-
When your life turns from me to we!
No privacy, no time for yourself-
My life is on hold-I’m on the shelf!
Speak softly, take deep breaths,don’t argue – I tell another-
Because one of these days you might be caring for your mother!!
No this isn’t what we planned but I have to stay strong-
While living this life I must try to do no wrong.
Caring for him is my life’s final fling-
Over the years much happiness to me he did bring!!