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Red Geraniums

Updated on August 27, 2013


Geraniums highlighting my back steps.
Geraniums highlighting my back steps.


Wilted blooms drip
red on my deck.
I break them off at the stem
brutally, without remorse
and wipe their stain clean.

Each morning a gentle hand
with moistened towels
wipes the caked blood off
Mom’s lips.

Dry, withered leaves
are plucked
and discarded from my plant
in the same manner.

My mother’s lungs
are dying on the vine
with no way to pluck off
the dead members.

I slide the pot East,
turning it to get the full sunlight.
I use the water hose to
drench the plant,
flooding the pot to the brim.

How is she today?
I ask the nurse as she
combs Mom’s hair and
straightens her robe.

Then, I go inside,
to admire the view
from my window.

Her wheel chair is pushed
to the window
where the morning sun warms her and sooths.

by A. Gagliardi


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      agaglia 7 years ago

      Oh Betty Ann, I am sending you cyber hugs tonight. You haven't forgotten Mom and Dad at all. And now you are care-taking your children and grand children. Yes. It hits home for me when I read it, too.

      thanks for being my biggest fan. hugs

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      Betty Ann 7 years ago

      I read this again this morning, and tears came to my eyes. I had a dream the other night that I was feeling so ashamed that I had not called to check on Mom and Dad in months! How could I just forget them and go on with my life. I awoke crying and it took me a few minutes to remember that they are gone for good. This poem really hits home. thanks, sis!

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      agaglia 8 years ago

      I was thinking of how we set our old people in nursing homes and they sit in the sunshine like potted plants. We 'tend' them like we tend to our flowers.

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      Betty Ann 8 years ago

      Wow! This is a little chilling, isn't it. But, I guess sometimes most of us will be like plants, going from day to day, and just hoping someone who loves us will turn us to the sun. :)