Poem: Aspirin with Coffee

Aspirin with coffee
my head hurts
but I can't afford 
to go to sleep

Son is not well
Hubby has work calls
it falls to me
to keep on going

But when the caregiver
can't go on
to do what needs to be done
what happens then? 

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