After his wife died
and his stroke
George sold up
and moved to the Lodge.
He shared a room
with a Cornish old ******
whose language
delved into four letter words.
The young carer
made George's day to day
better and was there
early morning
to help wash and shave
and dress him
and on call
if he needed him
for toilet visits.
But once in the lounge
by the washroom
he sat and smoked
and mused on his life.
He survived the Great War
unlike some of his friends
and married the girl
who waited for him.
His son visited
every week from afar
and it brought him joy.
But where
with moments
had the time gone?
he mused.
All those years gone
and just memories
flowing back and forth
and back again
of happiness
and loss and pain.
Jun 8, 2025
Jun 8, 2025 at 11:50 AM UTC
After his wife died
and his stroke
George sold up
and moved to the Lodge.
He shared a room
with a Cornish old ******
whose language
delved into four letter words.
The young carer
made George's day to day
better and was there
early morning
to help wash and shave
and dress him
and on call
if he needed him
for toilet visits.
But once in the lounge
by the washroom
he sat and smoked
and mused on his life.
He survived the Great War
unlike some of his friends
and married the girl
who waited for him.
His son visited
every week from afar
and it brought him joy.
But where
with moments
had the time gone?
he mused.
All those years gone
and just memories
flowing back and forth
and back again
of happiness
and loss and pain.
