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The services rendered by hospices are to be extolled! Many volunteers are ready to give a little relief to those dying in misery and loneliness! Old and young, all of us have to take that final cruise! If we are a sourse of relief to the departing ones, someone will give love and relief to us during our last days! A great write! (Report) Reply louis rams Hospice - End Of Life Hospice is the rest stop between heaven and earth They care for you for all your worth They are with you in your final days Taking care of you in so many ways. Relieving many burdens, and helping family and friends Consoling them till the end. The care givers are with them thru their pains And they don’t do it for fortune or fame. Finding care at the end of life For a husband, sister, brother, or wife Or a family member who may be alone or in pain When needing help there is no shame. They are health professionals and volunteers Who help the dying from their fears! It takes a special kind of person to help others In their hours of need, and on their help the dying do feed. A little smile, a kind word, a gentle hand Are things that they understand! Let them leave this world with a mind full of memories And a heart full of love, given from you as they travel above. louis rams's Other Poems Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Comments about this poem (Hospice - End Of Life by louis rams ) Patricia Grantham (7/29/2013 7:49:00 AM) This is very touching and reaches deep into the innermost parts of the heart and soul. Caregivers play a very vital part in the care of loved ones. They too sometimes need a little respite from this constant attention to a love one or person that need there help. Hospice plays a very important role in this. They are there with no expectation of reciprocation for their love, care and devotion. Even there is dignity in the final stages of life. Truly inspiring Lewis (Report) Reply Top Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Still I Rise Maya Angelou Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe If Rudyard Kipling Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Robert Frost I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings Maya Angelou Invictus William Ernest Henley PoemHunter.com Updates Happy Birthday Ogden Nash! (1902 – 1971) American poet Have you read 'Let these be your desires' by Khalil Gibran Did you discover Treasure Island? Read poems about courage New Poems - Chasing Rainbows, Rachel Nichols - Rasta bhoole nahi thhe, ANJALI KAKATI - Without Purpose Or Reason Affixed, Lawrence S. Pertillar - The Baobab Tree, I Am Krakatoa - Game of chance, Aftab Alam - 'Tween Love and Hatred,, Aftab Alam - Life alright, hasmukh amathalal - A Child Is Like A Flowering Rose, Joseph T. Renaldi - Only one...1, hasmukh amathalal - Caring For A Lonely Heart, Joseph T. Renaldi
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Brandy Avery ~An👺diabhal👺de👺mo👺aisling👺 Ag tabhairt ar ais an pian ba chúis tú, rud éigin go bhfuil mé fós a concur. Rinne mé a chur ar mo shaol go deo shos. Nach bhfuil mé go raibh an leigheas. An bhfuil tú ag Demon tháinig isteach i mo sheomra, tortured tú leanbh do na blianta. Tugtha dom pian agus brón agus Seirbigh. Seid le haghaidh do bhealach olc, mo deora. Is féidir nach fiú uisce nigh ar shiúl seo. Sé neamhchiontachta a thóg tú na laethanta sin. An bábóg cheannaigh tú chun maolú ar do chiontacht. Sa dorchadas na bláthanna wilts i gcónaÃ. Bhà tú an ollphéist faoi mo leaba. Anois, nà féidir liom a chuid eile go fiú mo cheann. Fiú mhian tú, agus mé marbh. Conas is féidir leat haunt do kid? Nà féidir leat a dhiúltú, tá a fhios agat cad a rinne tú. Anois teacht liom an solas. Chun tú a choinneáil i bhfad ar shiúl nuair a chodladh mé san oÃche. Tá mé réidh a defeat leat. Chun a fhios agam go bhfuil mé buille tú! Beidh tú a bheith i gcónaà ar an villain. Deonaithe fhoghlaim mé agus nà bheidh GortaÃtear tú dom riamh arÃs! Brandy Avery's Other Poems Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Poet's Notes about The Poem Comments about this poem (~An👺diabhal👺de👺mo👺aisling👺 by Brandy Avery ) Top Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Still I Rise Maya Angelou Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe If Rudyard Kipling Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Robert Frost I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings Maya Angelou Invictus William Ernest Henley PoemHunter.com Updates Happy Birthday Ogden Nash! (1902 – 1971) American poet Have you read 'Let these be your desires' by Khalil Gibran Did you discover Treasure Island? Read poems about courage New Poems - You are leading being the head, gajanan mishra - Chasing Rainbows, Rachel Nichols - Rasta bhoole nahi thhe, ANJALI KAKATI - Without Purpose Or Reason Affixed, Lawrence S. Pertillar - The Baobab Tree, I Am Krakatoa - Game of chance, Aftab Alam - 'Tween Love and Hatred,, Aftab Alam - Life alright, hasmukh amathalal - A Child Is Like A Flowering Rose, Joseph T. Renaldi - Only one...1, hasmukh amathalal