I used to be your lover; I used to be your wife,
Now I change & feed you & alleviate
your strife,
I used to wear my finery & once I curled
my hair,
Now I wear an overall & push you in your
chair.
You once sung me love songs & whispered
in my ear,
Now you look past me & my words you never
hear,
You once stroked my breasts & looked into
my eyes,
Now you don´t touch me, yet your eyes question
why.
Now I´m just your carer, but once I was your
friend,
Now I stroke your cheek, knowing you´ll not
mend,
Today you do not know me, not even know my name,
I may be just your carer, but I love you just
the same.
I vowed, “for richer or for poorer, in illness
or in health,”
I´m a carer, here for love & not for any
given wealth,
Lovers will always care & good friends are
carers too,
So I shall stay by your side & forever,
I´ll care for you.
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