Our eldest World Poetry Poet and writer, Dr. Jan Furst from Bowen Island is in hospice and wrote this poem today. He is also the author of several books and has been a wonderful supporter of World Poetry. He would like to reach his 100th birthday and we are sending messages of love and good will to help him achieve his goal. If you want to add your prayers and good wishes, please write them in comments and I will print them up and bring them to him on my next visit.
On living in a hospice
I feel more like a prince in protective arrest
Than a foreign insurger after a bloody protest
Each day I am pampered with care and good food!
And all that is done to me makes me feel good
At night I am tucked down under pre-heated cover
When dirty and sweaty, I am given a shower!
And “featherless angels” round my abode swarm
They attend to me constantly when sound the alarm!
Then my visitors come: my loving family first.
They make sure I don’t suffer from hunger and thirst!
And with reason cover all I need and desire
First of all though, the medical care I require.
Then my hearing aids, computer and some of my books
And a few special things to improve on my looks.
Then some friends from Bowen and from the continent
I have reasons to be happy and very content
And that’s why I feel that the right time is now
To thank all, in all the ways I know:
Thank you so much
Takk skal dere ha
Tack so mycket
Her går det jo bra
Danke sehr skjon
Wie dankest auch Du
Arrigado, Dienkuie Dobry
His collection is fine
And deserves a “bravo”
Jan Furst © 2011-07-11