Nobody knows as I carry out the
Frustrating tasks.
I help Jack up from his recliner, then
Down again,
Up and down, up and down until I
Feel like I want to scream.
But I don't.
The urinal tips over spilling its
Contents onto the coffee table and
Splashes down to the carpet.
I jump into action and clean things up while
Jack continues to demand from his chair,
"I need to get up."
I ache for both my husband and me knowing
How distraught he would be to see what
He's come to.
I love him deeply and care for him as I know he
Would care for me.
And so it goes.
Nobody sees.
Nobody knows, except the One who
Really matters.