Precious Clients, beautiful angels

 I have the very great privilege of being a support worker, and as many of my friends, know I have been a carer for many years now.

 This role has helped me to grow, and I have been helped, as much as I have helped. 

Healing has come through serving, and these poems are devoted to some of my special clients who have touched my heart.

For Sylvia

I collect our precious moments,

With each delightful day,

Like the day my dearest Sylvia,

Sat bouncing on my knee.

The next moment this dear lady,

Nestled her head into my chest,

We had the warmest cuddle, 

And I felt ever so blessed.

Then there are the moments,

I hear your wit, and see that smile,

Swaying our way to the little room,

Singing,why, we have such style.

Often you are sleeping,

But, then you wake up and say,

How much you like my outfit,

And it really makes my day.

For Sam

Gentle beautiful Sam

I dream of seeing you in heaven,

I know you will come bounding up to me,

And we will embrace as we remember.

Yet, what I often realize,

Is that you already show me glimpses,

Of a kinder, quieter, healing place,

Where silence and softness pleases.

Just to be near you is healing,

Reading the expressions on your face,

I am the student you are teaching,

So much with your gentleness and grace.

I would love to see more laughing and giggling,

Dancing and singing, full of life,

Sometimes, just to hear what you are thinking,

Would make my heart soar with delight.

Walking with Melissa

Walking with Melissa, honey filled days,

With hearts full of sunshine, our hearts are ablaze,

I've never met anyone like you before,

With happiness,  so authentic and pure.

Walking with Melissa,  contented and calm,

Singing some Disney songs, works just like a charm,

If people see us singing, and dancing on the way,

I hope it brings a smile to brighten up their day.

"I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream,"

The flowers this June are the best I've ever seen,

As we walk down the lane, and look up to the trees,

It seems the birds are singing, just for you and me.

Walking with Melissa, for just a little while,

Together we see a thousand things, to make our hearts smile,

Life with Melissa, is ever so much fun,

When I ask who is gorgeous, you just point to your tum.

Walking with Melissa, precious honey bee,

I f books were flowers. it would be so heavenly,

But the bestest time of all, it gives me such a blast,

When suddenly from nowhere comes, that deep belly laugh.

Dawn Annette Montague