I’m green with envy
Hearing you complain
About having to care for
Your aging father
It’s such a burden you say

What I wouldn’t give
To be planning my daddy’s
95th birthday party today

But there’s no party
No celebration
Only wishing him near


The prompt today at dVerse Poets Pub today is to write a Quadrille (44 words exactly) using the word “green.” The prompt isn’t live yet in my time zone, but I peeked at some other poets who have their poems up already to find out what the required word is.

My dad would have been 95, but he died 23 years ago so this is as close as I’ll get to celebrating his birthday.

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36 Responses

  1. Being a carer can be very arduous. (It’s good to get all the support services available, if possible, to help.) However, feeling the strain is very different from regarding it as a burden.

  2. No celebration
    Only wishing him near

    Appreciating they are there then! How noble of you Linda! That is true. They don’t expect anything extra. Just be nice and they’ll be forever grateful. Others who have lost their parents are the ones who suffer not the ones having to look after them.


  3. You not only rocked the prompt, but personalized it; packing a lot of honest emotion into a few score of words; nice job. My parents died young, mother at 39, father at 53; cancer the culprit.

    • Cancer was the culprit with both of my parents as well. And they weren’t young when I was born — 38 and 43 — so I was relatively young when they both died.

  4. A good reminder to treasure the moments we spend with our love ones. Poignant piece. 🙂 I’m sure your dad is smiling happily knowing that he’ll be in your heart and mind forever.

  5. A good message in your poem, Linda. I guess one of our human flaws is not appreciating what we have in the moment that we have it. That is a very sad trait when it comes to family.
    I lost my dad 33 years ago. He was only 46. So many moments, happy and sad without him.

    • Although we hope that children outlive their parents (because what parent wants to bury their child?), it is hard when parents die so young. I’m sorry for your loss of your dad.

  6. Oh, Linda. This hits home. I am so very blessed to have both parents still living (in their early 70s). Thank you for the important reminder.

  7. Very heart touching, Linda. Wish I could be planning a party for my parents. Do these people not think they were sometimes a burden to their parents when they were young? The time of the season changes for us all. Very loving poem.

  8. My parents are still alive, though frail but still good, not falling into dementia ~ This is a lovely and moving tribute to your father ~

  9. I understand both sides of this, Linda, as I see my mom at 95 slip deeper and deeper into dementia each time I visit. There are so many forms of loss. When I almost lost her in 1998, I was devastated–now I’m not so sure it wouldn’t have been kinder for her. She would not have wanted to be this way–but I believe God has a plan for us at every stage of life. I do sometimes question Him about this, though–and mosquitoes and earwigs!

    • I can understand that. I wouldn’t have wanted to watch either of my parents deal with dementia and am sorry you have to deal with that. We do all have our different (but similar) losses to deal with. As for me, I’m going to ask about ants as well. 🙂

  10. My father would have been 96, Yes indeed. These people who complain about their blessings. I wish I could be planning a party for him. I wish my mother could get her memories back. Excellent write on this word.

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