This poem I wrote awhile back for my hubby, who is my BF, my love and my caregiver…who just keeps on a caring. I’m one lucky, blessed, fortunate lady. If one has to be chronically ill, having a partner, with the virtue of perserverance, makes the ride a whole lot easier, a whole lot less lonely and a whole lot more fun!
YOUR PERSEVERANCE
by, Kerry Ryan-Kuhn
You never give up on a toaster or a car engine;
You start out thinking you can fix it quick.
But it takes you hours, days even.
You stick to it, you persevere
Until the toaster toasts,
Until the car engine purrs.
Now, here you are working on broken me
Not giving up after months turned
Into this stack of years–
Taking me from doc shop to doc shop
Reading manuals, looking
For just the right tool.
I still don’t work right, but I’m not dead either;
Until I am, I know you will keep on trying.
I also think I know how those toasters
And engines would feel if they were able–
Grateful, yes, most grateful to be
Objects of your perseverance.
