“To provide care for the people who once cared for us is one of life’s greatest honors.”
Unknown
Turnabout Capable Hands care for A small child. Years, decades, Pass — mother’s Aged somehow. When did I Become her Caretaker?
April is National Poetry Month, and I’ve joined a poetry challenge, which is to write a poem a day for thirty days using a different poetry form each day. Today’s poem form is a Tricube; which is essentially 3 syllables per line, 3 lines per stanza, and 3 stanzas per poem. If you would like to follow along this is where the poem prompts originate: Stephanie Says So.
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