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She's still around
as the indifferent are
so fond of saying.
It took decades for me
to realise that
I may have reason to be, 
in more ways than one, 
seeing myself as a chosen, 
what would prompt the gods
to bless me in such manner?

Yes, she is getting old, 
fractured femur was part  
and is still parcel, 
as the indifferent say, 
wouldn't leave the bed
or give up that blasted
fetal position, she assumed 
I would take it in stride, 
which is, needless to say
an idea of great exotic value, 
I mean, a mother, in bed
being pampered and pitied, 
give me a break, it was I
who needed the stroking.

Well, she is doing more than, 
much more than doctors and those
cranky nurses had thought she was
capable and willing of, 
and Amen to that. I knew it, 
always have known these things, 
all along so to speak.
Can't say I'm pleased now, 
fronting the high care room, 
and that little bundle of pallor, 
whose only ambition is the lift, 
which, God willing, will take her, 
one day before the winds of change
or the presence of that grim one
could say number three, up again
into her own place, two balconies, 
a home of beauty, her very own, 
and here I stand, keeping my nose
and the other senses oblivious
to the malodorous ambience, 
loaded with a basket of Lindt's best, 
even found some of that blackberry, 
complete with rhubarb jam she so likes, 
Mars bars, something she took home
in eighty two from the Yanks, 
a nice visit it was, general was with her, 
back to the Fatherland where they knew
and stock  countless shelves with it.

You thought of everything, what a nice
I knew she would say that, a nice boy, 
well, I replied, in the usual tradition, 
you raised the boy now, didn't you.

Sergeant of a nurse had to butt in, 
yes we, Mother and I know, we do, of course, 
she can't have all this right at the moment, 
it's an advance for the move upstairs, 
must be prepared, whole family always, 
and still, subscribe to that, be prepared.

She dosed off again, even a slight snore, 
feeble but with its own pesky presence, it did
add a new dimension to all this silence, 
strange though, you could have assumed
that they were all dead down here, oldies, 
in the case of the mother of mine, though, 
undoubtedly a goodie. Can you say greatie?

Herbert Nehrlich

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