The Eyes Of Eighteen

Eighteen year olds should know betterChoosing a life of beginnings and endsSweet innocent eyesWe said we could do itNow we march for our sanityTo gain some reprise It worsened much more within two long yearsA pandemic to end usWe worked longer and harderLost in a frenzy to test usEighteen and innocentBecame open eyed and destroyedSeeingContinue reading “The Eyes Of Eighteen”

The Star of The Show

My darkened arena waits for meSpotlights cast, sand perfected.A moment we’ve been waiting forThey may think it’s me, but I’m only a partThe star of this show here, is ArtWhere I squeeze my legs and hold him underHe leaps and soars around like thunderThe curve of his legs, muscular and taughtA magnificent creature in myContinue reading “The Star of The Show”

A Life that’s good

At the end of the day, Lord, I pray I have a life that’s good. I am half Mauritian by background, and I have always been so proud of that. People always asked “what are you mixed with?” and came up with suggestions like Spanish or Italian based on my look and name I suppose.Continue reading “A Life that’s good”

G is for George

As I walked into the room, I barely knew which person was the patient and which was the company. Both women, standing there in front of me, similar ages, similar physical beauty and dress. Then she smiled, and I knew right away who I was to be focusing my energy on for the next 11Continue reading “G is for George”

As strong as her

LR was the first patient that made me feel like I was actually a nurse. She needed me and I, in some ways, needed her. She gave me confidence and hope and strength. Gosh, the strength of that woman you couldn’t believe. LR had lymphoma, the third life threatening cancer she has encountered in herContinue reading “As strong as her”