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The CareGiver

She is the listener,

the commiserater,

the cheerleader,

the lighter of the room.

The mother, the teacher, the sister, the friend.

Juxtaposed difficulty;

A gifted and gifting caretaker.

Always takes care with her words,

with your heart.

She shines in dark places,

hugs in sad places,

knocks on the door with a broom because “she had to do something” to help

and there isn’t a way to sweep away tears.

In a large YMCA pool,

she taught me to swim.

More importantly,

She taught me to float

in the deep end,

face the fear and dive into

the pool of life.

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