in the chair

Tired eyes with no more tears

Death a relief with few fears

At every movement she is there

Exhausted sleeping in the chair



Too big to bounce upon a knee

Too ill to wash too tired too care

Exhausted watching from the chair




It won’t be long he’ll soon be gone

No longer a burden to anyone

Hollow rasping from chest bare

Exhausted sitting in the chair




A daughter that can no longer cry

Waiting patiently for him to die

At each breath she can only stare

Exhausted waiting in the chair