Eyes closed
A whispered “Jannie”
says he knows I’m here
Sitcom canned laughter on the tv
Pfffffft of his oxygen compressor
Whirrrr of the oscillating fan
Grandpa Fuzzy’s purr-like snores
Medicine smashed into yogurt
2 bites
3 words- “is Jill home?”
Purr-snore resumes
Then Daisy
“Mr. Ronald, I’m going to trim your beard, but you can sleep. I like to keep all my men looking good. Do you want a mustache Mr. Ronald?”
I almost said, yes! I’ve not seen Daddy like that…
But “no” replied Daddy-O
Not much marks the passing of time
New sitcom but same canned laughter
Pffffffft Pffffffft
Whirrrr
Snore-purrs
A slight furrow of the brow
Was that a grimace?
Are you in pain?
Are you cold? Hot?
A nod or a shake of the head tells me how I can help
If I can help
Can I help?
A sip of water
A wet sponge on your lips
Yesterday the air was filled with words
Today is quiet
canned laughter
pffffffffft
whirrrr
purrrr
