Doctor Grandma

ONE

Sometimes life seems like a bad dream

Not all sweet and syrupy

More like painful tragedy,

When you’re holding onto a life raft

Hoping someone’s at the other end,

When troubles with the ones you love

Pile up like fire ant hills

In winter,

And prayers run into one another

Like waves going out to sea,

You stop and take a deep breath

ask God to intercede,

When one son sleeps in a hospital

another recovers from surgery

And a grandson’s wallet disappears

Like magic into the air!

God needs to do His magic tricks

To bring a remedy,

The ancestors from other worlds

to blow a kiss our way,

The waters need to calm,

The healing to begin,

The pain of life to give way to

upliftment once again.

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TWO

When a mother’s kids are hurting

she kind of loses her mind,

When there is no answer coming

and she doesn’t know where to turn,

When her love song keeps on playing

but their troubles just pile on,

When at the same time she knows

others’ troubles far outweigh her own,

It doesn’t make sense to measure

the amount of pain we feel,

What matters is to reach out to others

and to know your pain is real,

When friends respond with loving hearts

it softens your blistering soul.

02-25-2023 cfblack

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