Waiting

Waiting ....

for Robin to wake up

too early

for the carer to come

 half an hour late.

for the cleaner to come

and go again to pick up her daughter

and come back and go again.

Waiting for Robin to say

while we are driving around 

to keep out of the way of the cleaner

I'm tired. I want to go home.

Waiting for him to wake up 

to finish lunch before

 dear friend comes 

to take him out.

Waiting for him to finish peeing.

Waiting at the queue in John Lewis to 

pay for soft duvet,

 double size, summer weight,

so it doesn't slip off his bed.

  Waiting for him to wake up 

before evening friend carer comes

to take him out.

Waiting for him to finish peeing.

Waiting for a text so I can get the supper on the table 

for when they come back.

Waiting for carer friend to leave.

So I can have my supper.

Waiting for Robin to wake up.

So I can get a recipe book off the shelf in his room.

Waiting for him to finish peeing.

Waiting for him to call me 

to blow his nose

scratch his left eye.

Waiting for him to finish watching Family Guy

way past mid -night  

so I can do his teeth

and give him a mild 

sleeping pill.

Waiting for him to finish peeing.

Which sometimes isn't a pee at all.

Waiting for this day to be over.

Waiting for my time to come

forgetting that this is also my time,

my life.

Slipping down the cracks 

 in between

 all the waiting hours

of someone else's life.